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Productivity 2: Private Conversations; Open to Student Council only
Topic Started: May 5 2012, 10:20 AM (287 Views)
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Kuzuki stepped into the Student Council room and put down his lunch box and a sheaf of notes on the table. Today, the council would have their private meeting. As far as he was concerned, lunch was the best time to do it: there was little risk of the principal walking in and finding out just how many Persona users they were.

What exactly are we going to talk about? he asked himself. On Bedlam, he'd said something about using their power as the Student Council to fix things and Makoto agreed. But how exactly were they going to go about this? There were too many problems to handle, and only five of them. Or six if they counted Yu, but he was injured and not likely to be out any time soon.

Kuzuki sighed, not liking the way his thoughts were going. Waiting was the worst part. Being alone and idle meant time to think, and when he did, the train of his thought inevitably turned toward the subject of how everything around him seemed to be descending into madness even as he tried to stop it.

Only yesterday his mother had taken away his flash cards and forced him to take a break. That gave him two straight hours of rumination on what a miserable job he'd done so far of being a Persona user. While others were slinging around spells or going out and helping the community, he was struggling with the three burdens of studies, kendo and Shadow-slaying. For all the good his rank did, it had little power outside Taiyoutono. And Grani wasn't as strong or as tough as the other Personae he'd seen, since he'd only had him for a month or two whereas the others had likely had theirs for more than a year. He'd have to catch up and fast.

Father would be so disappointed if I messed this up, he remembered himself thinking several times. Never mind that Shiro Harada had been dead for four years now: the thought of his father's disapproval made his heart sink.

Kuzuki checked his clock. Twelve past five meant enough time to get everything done, including filling his stomach and sneaking in a review for the coming History test. With one hand on his notes, he began to eat and read at the same time.

Hopefully they'd come well before lunch ended. Waiting was murder on self-control.
Edited by Icarael, Jun 10 2012, 12:02 AM.
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Kumori was asleep in the corner of the room, leaning against the back of his chair, for once dressed in clothes that weren't ripped up. He was in his usual seat, deep in some dim, noiseless dream. A pencil hung balanced on one of his ears, teetering on the brink of falling over.

Yuzuki entered the room at that point and placed a bag filled with boxed lunches on the table. "Hihi~ I bring tidings of food and drink! After everyone gets here, then let's jump right to it!"
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Makoto stepped into the room and gave a wave to everyone present, before taking a seat next to the sleeping Kumori. He was pretty ready to get started with business, but first everyone needed to arrive.

Yu was injured, and should not have been walking around. He was also a student council member, and like hell he was letting potential student council power abuse happen without him being present. He limped down the hallway, using a crutch to balance himself as he walked.

He slammed the door open and gave everyone a rather stern look.

"I'm back."

And then he limped over to his chair, his preplanned overly dramatic entrance taken care of. He leaned his crutch up against the wall and crossed his arms. Makoto gave a small applause.
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Naoya was the last to slip in. He had been in the AV club room -- actually a storage closet on the top floor that had been where they stored the projectors -- and almost forgotten all about the student council meeting. A pair of headphones still hung around his neck, and he looked tired and pale.

He had been assembling bits and pieces of the Moksa episodes into something to illustrate his current working hypothesis, which he felt to be important...but he had said he would show up. He settled into the last open chair, and sat without saying anything, smiling and holding up a hand in a small wave.
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"Thanks," Kuzuki said, eyeing the lunch boxes Yuzuki just brought in. "I've got my own lunch though." He raised his box.

The door creaked open, and Makoto stepped in. Kuzuki nodded to him, wondering when he should bring up the whole issue of the fight. When the door banged open, he wondered what could have gotten Naoya all riled up until Yu stepped through the doorway.

"Welcome back, Yu," Kuzuki said. He looked at the crutch Yu had brought along, eyebrow raised. "Shouldn't you be resting? You don't look so good."

The last to arrive was Naoya, looking pale and wan. He couldn't blame him: juggling studies, extracurricular activities and the whole Persona business tended to leave a man without much sleep.

"Pardon me," Kuzuki said, rising. "Going to check if there's anyone in the hallway." A quick look out the doorway revealed no one else was around. Satisfied, he shut the door behind him and returned to his seat.

"Alright," he began, "Madam President?"
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"Right, then! But first..." Yuzuki ran into a flying kick aimed at Kumori. The boy instantly snapped awake and rolled out of the way of the attack. The girl started to laugh as Kumori's eyes fluttered open. He blinked several times and yawned, rolling his chair back into its original location after he was awake enough to think.

"Okay, now that all of us are here, Kuzu-chan was wondering what we could do when perseona users get out of hand. So! Discuss!"
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Yu snorted at Kuzuki's implication that he should have been resting. "This town is going to hell. If you think that I'm going to sit idly by when our services are needed, then perhaps you should just go ahead and hand me your position, since you're clearly not smart enough to know when it is time to stand up past your weaknesses and do what's right."

Makoto shrugged. "Best I can figure we should do without outright killing the troublemakers? Make some kind of Persona-user jail. Not like we can stick people who can shoot fire out of their hands in normal jail. We'd need some way to keep them under surveillance though, and that's not something we can do too easily on our own. We've got too many people who actually masquerade as normal people in this community."
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Naoya's eyes flicked from one person to the next. What were they going on about, again? Why was he here and not editing that video together? He begun to hang the transcripts up on the bulletin board in the AV room, circling things, marking interesting sections with colored push pins, stretching lengths of colored string between the nodes.

A pattern was emerging. He was close.

They were eating. Oh, right, it was lunch. He slapped his pockets, and withdrew a granola bar, he unwrapped it, and took a bite.

This was more his uncle's area of expertise than his own. What would his uncle say?

"If y'don't mind me saying, it seems that...uh...that there's got to be a, y'know, a better way t'handle the issue than by employin' violence, which is a...a bit...at best a stopgap measure. And incarceration is, y'know, is a bit of an issue for a number o' reasons."

He took another bite.

"Besides, if y'just...just lock someone up for a while, that doesn't make 'em not do something after they get out, 'n there's the issue of feedin' and clothin' and shelterin' them. The fund's stretched pretty damn tight as-is, if'n I, uh, if I understand correctly," he looked over at Kumori, with an eyebrow arched, but didn't really wait for an answer, "Jail's a no-go."

He shrugged.

"Best t' keep them from doin' something bad in, y'know, in the first place. There's gotta be a...uh...an un-coercive way t'do that."

He looked down. Was he even a voting member of student council? He couldn't remember. that was probably the most he'd said in his entire time here. And chances are none of the others would bother to unpack what he had said.
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If there was one thing that got Kuzuki's blood boiling it was hypocrisy, and Yu's words were full of it. But if he mouthed off, the whole meeting would end up breaking down. The good of the school always came first.

"My apologies, Nakagawa-san," Kuzuki said. "Do what you will. We need all the help we can get for this." Under the table, he clenched his hands into fists. Behind the barely-suppressed anger was a trace of amusement. There was irony in someone who threatened to kill his twin brother over the internet daring to lecture him on doing what was right.

Not wanting to look at Yu's face any longer, he turned to address Naoya.

"I wouldn't mind it if we could convince them to stop, Imoto-san," he said, "but the only way I can see is to use force. It's distasteful, but if we can't talk them out of breaking the law..." He shrugged. There were no easy answers to this question.

At least, none that didn't involve violence.
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Yuzuki shook her head at the ideas of incarceration. "It's going to be impossible for us to deal with them as a prison unless there were some way to restrain their Personae. And in terms of convincing them to stop..." The girl sighed, spinning around in her chair. "In all honesty, physically helping people to move past their bloodshed would be the most permanent way to fix it, given how unstable Personae make people.

"The alternative that we're looking at is a Persona task force to respond immediately to threats like that. Given that so many Persona users have jobs or are in school, it will be hard to maintain order during the day time. In terms of plausibility, forcing them to retreat would be most realistic. However, it would also put whomever is being pursued under mental strain..." Yuzuki frowned. "Which means that it would bring them closer to more unstability in the future."

Kumori chimed in. "...Imoto-san is right about the funds for Bedlam. Though we've gotten sizable donations, I don't want to spend it all without assurance that we're going to be able to continue to fund ourselves. Ad revenue only generates so much money, and with the training facility, and the apartment..."

He shook his head. "It's unthinkable that we can keep up a makeshift prison. Perhaps if we had the cooperation of the police? I know that the elder Imoto-san is a considerably powerful Persona User and that at least one other on the task force is one of us."
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