Nonah [For such a crowded city, with all it's noise and excitement and crowds, Futaba found herself a bit more at home than when she had first arrived. Busy streets still had alleys to duck down, and the crowds didn't seem so overwhelming when they were able to spread out instead of being cramped in buildings or public transport. Honestly, it was a bit like home that way.
Or it would be like home if it wasn't for the baby gators littering the storm drains. Maybe that's what had people skirting the sidewalks. Futaba, on the other hand, was crouched down by one such storm drain.]
What are you doing here anyway?
De Chima [Showing up in a city just to be pelted by torrential rain was not Futaba's idea of a good time. This was especially true when the weather caused her to be shoved inside with absolute strangers.
Cramped spaces, strange bodies, people questions her--]
I can't--I...
[She shudders before trying to duck into and through the crowd to find a place to hide, a corner to draw up in. This was different than the challenges she gave herself back home. Back home she could always find Akira--she could always find a way back to the safety of Leblanc or her home with Sojiro.
Here...here the crowds only brought on a tightness in her chest, a shortness to her breath. She needed out...she needed...She needed help.]
Futaba Sakura | Persona 5
[For such a crowded city, with all it's noise and excitement and crowds, Futaba found herself a bit more at home than when she had first arrived. Busy streets still had alleys to duck down, and the crowds didn't seem so overwhelming when they were able to spread out instead of being cramped in buildings or public transport. Honestly, it was a bit like home that way.
Or it would be like home if it wasn't for the baby gators littering the storm drains. Maybe that's what had people skirting the sidewalks. Futaba, on the other hand, was crouched down by one such storm drain.]
What are you doing here anyway?
De Chima
[Showing up in a city just to be pelted by torrential rain was not Futaba's idea of a good time. This was especially true when the weather caused her to be shoved inside with absolute strangers.
Cramped spaces, strange bodies, people questions her--]
I can't--I...
[She shudders before trying to duck into and through the crowd to find a place to hide, a corner to draw up in. This was different than the challenges she gave herself back home. Back home she could always find Akira--she could always find a way back to the safety of Leblanc or her home with Sojiro.
Here...here the crowds only brought on a tightness in her chest, a shortness to her breath. She needed out...she needed...She needed help.]