[Pre-Awakening] Oh, no, having to show up at a place of ill repute and hang around for a bit. Whatever will Kiran do? He doesn't look too concerned. He's got a duffel bag full of junk that might be repurposed as a weapon, and while they wait, he's sat himself down on the ground so he can clean his blunderbuss. He's still wearing his trademark leather jacket, Hawaiian print shirt, and torn up jeans rolled up to mid-calf because even now, he's going to be a fashion plate.
It really doesn't look like the weapon's going to do much good, unless somehow "much good" involves blowing Kiran's hand off...if it even fires at all. The eagle-eyed among them might realize that he's looking up "how to clean a gun" videos on his phone, and he's scowling at them and muttering something like "move your hand out the way, jackass," and "no, no, it doesn't come apart like that..."
[Awakening] Kiriya screams. Everything's just rushing back at him, and maybe having everything slam back into his head wouldn't be so bad if he didn't remember dying, didn't remember getting hit with Kuroto's final attack, didn't remember Emu showing up far too late, didn't remember his body dissolving into nothingness...
...his body's going to dissolve into nothingness again if he's not careful, and he's going to fight this time, he might doubt whether or not he needs to come back, but dammit, he can't stop when there's truth to be found...
...time to tear out his heart.
[FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT] Now that Kiriya's back to himself and has gotten over that whole remembering dying thing, he's running around in a motorcycle racing suit with the odd fashion choice of a neon fanny pack belted around his waist. He's not sure where the weapons he's got now came from, but if he's bludgeoning Shadows with a bicycle tire, he's bludgeoning Shadows with a bicycle tire.
Besides, he's got his Persona there--some kind of yellow humanoid robot locked in a motorcycle configuration, with an armored figure in neon pink riding it. The motocycle has eyes. The rider does not. Kiriya's just not going to think about that for a while.
Not when there are things to do.
"'Sup, mind if we play through?" And he's there roundhouse kicking a Shadow away from someone, looking elated to be here. Just because this is is crazy doesn't mean he can't have fun.
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Oh, no, having to show up at a place of ill repute and hang around for a bit. Whatever will Kiran do? He doesn't look too concerned. He's got a duffel bag full of junk that might be repurposed as a weapon, and while they wait, he's sat himself down on the ground so he can clean his blunderbuss. He's still wearing his trademark leather jacket, Hawaiian print shirt, and torn up jeans rolled up to mid-calf because even now, he's going to be a fashion plate.
It really doesn't look like the weapon's going to do much good, unless somehow "much good" involves blowing Kiran's hand off...if it even fires at all. The eagle-eyed among them might realize that he's looking up "how to clean a gun" videos on his phone, and he's scowling at them and muttering something like "move your hand out the way, jackass," and "no, no, it doesn't come apart like that..."
[Awakening]
Kiriya screams. Everything's just rushing back at him, and maybe having everything slam back into his head wouldn't be so bad if he didn't remember dying, didn't remember getting hit with Kuroto's final attack, didn't remember Emu showing up far too late, didn't remember his body dissolving into nothingness...
...his body's going to dissolve into nothingness again if he's not careful, and he's going to fight this time, he might doubt whether or not he needs to come back, but dammit, he can't stop when there's truth to be found...
...time to tear out his heart.
[FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT]
Now that Kiriya's back to himself and has gotten over that whole remembering dying thing, he's running around in a motorcycle racing suit with the odd fashion choice of a neon fanny pack belted around his waist. He's not sure where the weapons he's got now came from, but if he's bludgeoning Shadows with a bicycle tire, he's bludgeoning Shadows with a bicycle tire.
Besides, he's got his Persona there--some kind of yellow humanoid robot locked in a motorcycle configuration, with an armored figure in neon pink riding it. The motocycle has eyes. The rider does not. Kiriya's just not going to think about that for a while.
Not when there are things to do.
"'Sup, mind if we play through?" And he's there roundhouse kicking a Shadow away from someone, looking elated to be here. Just because this is is crazy doesn't mean he can't have fun.