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adddictions2010-07-03 10:00 am
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THE RETURN OF THE SONGFIC MEME.
~the songficbit meme~
→ post with a list of your characters.
→ people will choose one character or a pairing of their choice.
→ after choosing, write:
→ (5) snippets per character
→ to (5) songs of your (the writer's) choice.
2.
“We’re lost.”
“We’re not lost, doc, shut the fuck up.”
“I thought I was doc?”
“You’re both - Ugh, nevermind.”
There was something about the Midnight Channel that freaked the three of them out. Something that made their skin crawl. Sight was limited. Evidently, Adachi was no longer in control of the oppressive fog, making their vision swim with a sickening yellow color.
“If you’d just let me use-”
“I can handle this. Thanks.”
“No need to be so snappy at him, Papadachi.”
“Will you shut the fuck up?”
“I think it’s cute~”
“You would.”
“So why are we looking for this woman anyway?”
“Hell, if you’re using the fog to get ass I might as well too.”
“I was not! I was not and you know it!”
Through the fog they could hear someone - or something - running at them. “I think it came from over here.” They knew that voice all too well: Naoto.
Crap.
The trio froze, whether because they were attempting to get into some kind of battle formation or preparing to run none of them really knew. All they knew was that the little Detective Prince(cess) was running at them with whoever she’d gathered for her excursion into the television world. It was a small group: Just her, some blue haired kid in orange, and that Yosuke kid.
“You!” She seemed far more outraged seeing Adachi than Birkin or Stein. Lucky for them, if it got too ugly, they could probably get away without much of a chase.
“Hey look who it is. The littlest detective back for more fun with the mad scientists?” Adachi chucked as he quirked an eyebrow, mentally preparing to summon his Persona.
Birkin sighed, grabbing the phantom tarot card he was keeping in his lab coat. He’d learned that his Persona’s... Special ability to heal and damage at the same meant that he should always just attack first. “Why can’t he just leave us out of this...?”
“Because he knows we’d run off otherwise,” Stein answered with a slight smirk, readying his own Persona.
Naoto shot the three of them a confused look when Birkin cast a healing ability on her two friends with an absolutely giddy look on his face.
Behind her, the blue haired boy noticed that a little something was wrong, and tried to scream. The lack of a voice made Birkin giggle. “H-hey Issei... You okay, man?” Yosuke stammered out between wincing at the poison he was inflicted with.
By the time Naoto realized what had just happened and shrieked out about what cowards they all were, Adachi and Stein were already beginning their escape into the fog. “Hurry the fuck up doc or we’re leaving you behind!”
Birkin winked at the blue haired kid - ‘Issei’, Yosuke had called him - and gave him a simple “Sorry, kid,” before running off after his group.
Despite it all, Issei couldn’t help but feel a slight blush creep onto his cheeks.
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