Chapter 51: Summer of Heartache
|August 18th|Nathan & Priscilla's House|18:30 pm|
Once again, Tara and Adrian were here. Seeing her so bubbly and cheerful about the wedding brought joy to Nathan's heart, especially when he considered her mood in the other world. There, she had lost the love of her life without realising it. Tonight, Priscilla and Tara were going out for a drink whilst the men stayed in. He had been invited to play some fighting game with Serena and Kyle involving ninja, but he declined. Besides, he was twenty nine in five days. Playing video games with people more than ten years younger wasn't exactly appropriate.
"How was work last week?" Nathan asked. "Still not happy with that band you were working with?"
"Working with? More like doing all the work! They can barely sing, but they're a group of rather attractive ladies with different ethnicities. So we just exploit that gimmick and write songs with verses in different languages." Adrian said, sighing heavily. "Oh well, at least the pay is good. As long as me and Tara can have our dream wedding, I don't care what I have to do."
"Adrian, they weren't that bad. Except for that Russian lady. I swear, she's got the hots for you." Tara said. "If she lays one finger on you, she's gonna know what a real Iron Curtain feels like."
"Haha! Okay then, Tara. I think you better calm down before you scare away the entire group. Right, we're heading out now. You two have fun, alright?" Priscilla said.
"Okay, darling." Nathan said. "Don't get too carried away, now!"
"Relax, Nathan. Remember those nights out when we were at university? We always made it back in one piece!" Tara said. "Come on, Priscilla! The night's still young, and until we're 30, so are we!"
"Alright then. Bye!" Priscilla said. As she and Tara left the house, Adrian relaxed back on his chair, gazing at his reflection in his glass of wine.
"So Nathan...Priscilla was telling us about what your dad's been up to." Adrian said.
"She did?" Nathan said. I never did tell her to keep it quiet...but I suppose I can trust Adrian and Tara. "It's just...hard to take."
"I know what you mean. Every time you mentioned him, it was like he was some sort of god. Some perfect man who could do everything and anything, and still have time for his family. I hope I can be like that..." Adrian said. "So have you spoken to your dad about it since you found out?"
"I've mostly avoided him…but if we're in a meeting together, we just get our business done. It's like he's just my employer now…" Nathan said, sighing.
Adrian looked at his friend, and also sighed. "So he slept with another woman. Does it really change everything? It might go against the image of your dad being a loyal husband. But think for a minute. Do you remember graduation?"
"What about it?" Nathan asked.
"Well..." Adrian said, thinking back. "You got a call from him the day before. He said he couldn't come, because he was so busy. Your mother was already with us, because he was so swamped with work."
"Yeah, I remember that. He always was a hard worker, even now. That's one of things I loved about him." Nathan said. "I don't know how my mother could stand it!"
"She told us that she knew when push came to shove, he'd find a way to show his family he loved them. Graduation day came, and you and I were in our robes, looking handsome as ever. The girls looked gorgeous too - Tara had her hair down then. I was annoyed because you guys had first class degrees and I didn't, but even so, I was just happy to be graduating with Tara. You were sad because your dad wasn't there, but when you on that stage, and you looked into the crowd...someone came through the door." Adrian said.
"Dad..." Nathan said.
"That's right! He worked all through the night just so he could have time to catch a plane and head straight to the graduation hall. He was exhausted, but he never let himself fall asleep." Adrian said. "And when you rushed down, he just held you in his arms and told you how proud he was that you had the Albion name. Even I thought it was corny, but it was sort of sweet to see a man go to all that trouble for his kid."
"...Dad really did care about me back then." Nathan said. "That was one of the best days of my life. Dad told me how important it was for the family to have honour and never lose sight of what we stand for." That day, when his father arrived at the last minute to see him…just thinking about it made his eyes water. His father's warm embrace, of pride and honour…that made all those years of studying worthwhile. Nathan had pledged to work hard so he could stand a chance of leading the family one day, and Reginald said he had no doubts whatsoever that he could do it.
"So, Nathan, are you still mad at your dad for something he did over a decade ago?" Adrian asked. "Come on, you two have always been close. It'd be a shame if you didn't make up soon - especially for you. You'd be lost without him!"
"I know, you're right. I'll try and put things right. But Adrian, I thought we planned on having a quiet night in? Let's put aside the emotional stuff for now." Nathan said. He wiped his eyes, and no more tears threatened to come. So many happy memories of his father were rushing back, as if they were yesterday. Ever since he could walk and talk, he was always following his father, trying to emulate the way he spoke. The kind man who fiercely dedicated himself to his family…that was no lie.
"Got it. Looks like I knocked some sense into you anyway. But screw the quiet night in - let's catch a movie!" Adrian said, getting out of his chair. "After all, we're still young! Even after your birthday, you'll still be in your twenties!"
"You're right. We can have our quiet nights in when we're old geezers, like Dad." Nathan said. "I just hope my hair's still red when I'm his age!"
"If not, then I know what to get you for your birthdays!" Adrian said. "I just wonder if they make hair dye that shade."
|Kyle's House|19:21 pm|
"Hello, Serena!" Ms McHale said. "Kyle's been waiting for you. Did you bring the pretzels?"
"Of course! Don't worry, they're from the Healthy Eats range." Serena said. "So what are you up to tonight?"
"The same as usual. Watching the TV, or maybe put on a movie." Ms McHale said. "Actually, before you head on upstairs, I wanted to ask you about something."
"What is it?" Serena asked.
"Well, I was up early this morning and went to use the bathroom, but when I was walking past Kyle's room, I heard him talking in his sleep. Something about a 'Dan' and a 'Matthew'. Are they friends of his at school?" Kyle's mother asked, concerned. "I've never heard of them before, and he sounded a little upset."
"Oh, they're...sort of his friends. It's nothing serious, probably just being a sore loser online." Serena said. "I'll ask him, though. Have a good night!"
"You two - and keep the volume down!" Ms McHale said. Serena quickly ran upstairs, and barged into Kyle's room.
"I should have known you wouldn't knock first!" Kyle said, amused. "So Nathan's not coming?"
"Nope. Shame, he could use some more fun in his life. Okay, he goes to fancy music recitals, but I mean non-pretentious fun." Serena said.
"Oh well...maybe I could ask Dan sometime. Or do you think Mom would find that weird?" Kyle said.
"Maybe a little. He is twice your age!" Serena said. "Besides, our games aren't really his type. Oh, your mom said you were talking about Dan and Matthew in your sleep."
"...Oh."
Kyle, upon hearing Matthew's name, seemed to sink into the floor. Hiding his eyes away, he didn't lift his head.
"Kyle?"
"I had a dream last night. I wanted Dan to go with me somewhere." Kyle said. "But Dan kept saying no. So Matthew said he'd go with me, and Dan didn't seem happy for some reason, and I wasn't happy either, but I went with Matthew anyway."
"That doesn't make a lot of sense. Why would you ask Dan instead of Matthew?" Serena asked.
"I know, it wasn't like me at all. It was like I was another person altogether, but at the same time, I felt like me." Kyle said. "Matthew…why was I annoyed at him? He was the coolest guy around!"
"Dreams are dreams." Serena said. "They're not real, and worrying about them won't make much difference. I don't think Matthew would like it if a dream ruined your memories of him."
"...Ever since you started hanging out with Amara and her gang, you've been saying some really deep things." Kyle said. "You're right. It was a silly dream. Matthew knows I still care about him...and I like Dan, too."
"Amara's just so positive. Even when we're -um, in a bad situation, she finds a way forward!" Serena said. Please don't make him ask what kind of bad situation -
"What kind of bad situation?" Kyle asked. Serena didn't have an answer for him, and hesitated. Shit!
"Uh..."
"Kyle, did you remember to finish your assignment?" Ms McHale cried out.
"Yes, mom!" Kyle said, glaring at his stack of unfinished school work. "I haven't, actually. But she's too busy watching three men fawn over the same guy to care. Anyway, here we go!"
"Okay! This time, I'll beat ya!" Serena said. Her hand tightly clutching her controller, she was ready for action. Now if only she could pull off some of the moves in this game against the Shadows, she'd easily be the best Persona user in town.
|Farawell - Motus Lounge|20:13 pm|
Blaine was out on another Saturday with Lucy. The atmosphere was still frosty, and Lucy had to be coaxed into going out by Shirley. Apparently she 'forgot' about their plans. Still, Blaine was pleased to be out with her. This time, there would be no need to cut tonight short. He could have as many drinks with her as he pleased. She seemed keen on going to this new bar, but he couldn't tell why.
Tonight's venue, the Motus Lounge newly opened bar was quieter than the places they usually went together, but that suited Blaine just fine. In fact, everything about the Lounge seemed pretty good to him. It was rather nicely decorated with light grey walls, dark wooden floors, and plenty of comfy chairs. Nothing fancy, but Blaine hated tacky places. Thus, the Lounge was a place he could relax.
"So what are you having tonight, babe?" he asked, as they sat down.
"I'll just have a gin and tonic." Lucy said, looking around. "I suppose I'd better get these until you're in work."
"No way, lady. Let me do the gentlemanly thing. Besides, I have enough." Blaine said. "Oh, you look good tonight. Nice skirt."
"Trust you to notice when I'm wearing tighter clothes..." Lucy said, rolling her eyes. "But thanks. At least you remembered to keep the top button of your shit undone."
"Haha! Why hide this rug?" Blaine said, amused. "Hey, you're back at college soon, right? How come you're not so excited?"
"I'm just in it for the education." Lucy said. "There...I don't get on well with the other students. Or teachers, to be honest. But for friends, well...I have the girls at Real People. And Juan. But best of all, you."
"Aww." Blaine said, blushing. "Damn, three job applications and I still didn't get through." Blaine said. "I dunno what I was thinking. I'm not qualified for much..."
"Don't let that bother you tonight. I didn't get ready at the last minute to hear you whining." Lucy said. "Besides, you've got experience. You've been through tons of jobs, right?"
"Yeah. Shitty jobs. That one at Bar Seoul is the best one in years, and it pissed me off every single day. Sorry...no complaining." Blaine said. "Hey, barkeep!"
"Evening! What can I get you lovebirds tonight?" the man behind the bar asked. He had short, slicked black hair that had a few spikes here and there, bright green eyes, and thick stubble.
"I'll have a pint of Rokaro. Also, the beautiful lady would like a gin and tonic." Blaine said. "Wait a minute, I've seen you before. Didn't you use to work at The Mole?"
"Work there? I owned that place!" the barman said. "Long story short, I wanted to have another bar. But...things didn't work out. I had to sell The Mole, and now it's just here. But I remember your face. You must have great taste, coming to both of my joints. Hehe."
"It's nice here. It's a shame you don't have that many customers." Lucy said.
"Ah, don't let that bother ya. I'm just starting out here. Let me worry about it, and you two just have a good time. Going anywhere special tonight?" the barman asked.
"We're gonna go to Takanawa for dinner. One of our friends practically insisted we grab some sushi." Blaine said. "Never had raw fish before. So you could say I'm here for some Dutch courage."
"Haha! Sounds like a plan! Trust me, though, it's better than it sounds. Just avoid the wasabi and you'll be fine." the barman said. "I was there with my wife a few weeks back, and we learned that the hard way. We just assumed it'd be like some cool spice you could use a lot of, but..."
"Oh! Hey, mister, are you hiring? Blaine here's out of a job, and he's saying how much he wanted to work in a bar. And you already know him. Could you give him a chance?" Lucy asked.
"Whoa there, Lucy! I'm just trying to relax tonight. Although working here would be pretty sweet." Blaine said.
"Oh, so you think he's got what it takes to handle this job?" the barman asked, with a cocky grin. "Believe me, it's harder than it looks. You gotta be a master at pouring drinks and making guests feel welcome. It looks easy, sure, but that's cause guys like me work hard to do it right."
"But Blaine can work just as hard as you! And Blaine knows a lot about alcohol. He's a man of experience, you know!" Lucy said. "Ask him anything!"
"You're a feisty one. But I like that. Alright, Blaine. Nice name, by the way. Sounds tough, just the kind of guy you don't wanna mess with." the barman said. Blaine chuckled, and wondered what Nathan would say if he heard that. "Tell me what goes in a White Russian -"
"Vodka, Tia Maria or Kahlúa, cream served with ice. Or you could have milk instead of cream. It's a sweet one, so just the right one for Lucy here." Blaine said, putting his arm around her with a silly smile.
"What the - hey!" Lucy said, pouting. "I don't always have sweet drinks, you know! I just...prefer them!"
"Okay, not bad. How about you name me five of our city's native beers?" the barman asked.
"Well, there's Rokaro, which I've been having since I was sixteen. That's Kanaloa for you. Also, Motus Blue, Trident, Leifaro, Vavalon, and Magnum. But trust me, only old guys drink Magnum. That stuff's nasty, but at their age it's the only one strong enough that they can taste." Blaine said. "Also, you don't want too much Motus Blue. Makes your vision blurry and gives you gas."
"So you've been around the block. Good for you. But...here. Get behind this bar and pour me the best Rokaro you can. If you do it right, it's on the house."
"Bring it on, man!" Blaine said. Quickly, he got behind the bar. Lucy watched as Blaine, slowly but carefully, poured a Rokaro unlike any she had ever seen. However, the barman smiled.
"See that?" Lucy asked. "He does work hard, and he hasn't even started yet!"
"It's all in the technique. Holding the glass sideways, and using the right amount of force...and that's just the beginner's technique." Blaine said. "What do you think, man? Am I a pro?"
"Look like you're right. He does know a thing or two." the barman said. "You know what, Blaine? I think I like ya. If you were one of my staff, I'd like ya even more. So you can have the job!"
"What, really? No more questions? I've never worked at a bar before -"
"Don't you worry about that. You already look like a master to me. Just show up looking sharp, and be as charming as possible. Looking at your girlfriend, however, I think that won't be a problem. Oh, and my name's Kaman."
"Now that's a cool name. Thanks man, I owe you one." Blaine said. "Just give me a minute, I have to call Dan and tell him the good news!" As he ran off towards the bathroom, Lucy smiled.
"Thank you so much. He's been moaning about not being able to find work all day, and I just wanted him to shut up about it!" Lucy said, grinning.
"Just as well he's got you to keep him in line. Oh, and like I said, you two can have these on the house. Just as long as you come back, of course." Kaman said, as he gave Lucy her drink.
"With a boyfriend as hot as mine behind that bar, I'd be crazy not to!" Lucy said. Now that Blaine had a job he actually enjoyed, he had a feeling life would be that little bit sweeter. Now if only he could get rid of the Ater Vox, then everything would be just perfect.
|Alastair's Apartment|Nova Albion|20:30 pm|
Alastair Clark had finally moved into his new apartment, and was throwing a housewarming party. Naturally, he invited Bianca, Kazuya and Richard. He would have invited other people, but he wasn't particularly close with any of his colleagues. Richard had chided him for not being especially sociable with anyone other than them, but Alastair really didn't mind. After all, spending time with the others made him feel more alive than anything else.
Sure enough, they all arrived - at the same time. Richard practically shoved Kazuya to the side to gaze at Alastair's new home, and gasped in amazement. The white walls, the hardwood floors, and the trendy modern décor truly fit a man of Alastair's stature - modern, yet classy.
"It's even better seeing it in person!" Bianca said. "Here you go. You'll need something to brighten up your kitchen!" As ever, she handed Alastair a bouquet of flowers.
"They're beautiful, Bianca. I'm glad I bought that vase the other day. With you, I'll never be short of things to put in it!" Alastair said. "Well, don't just stand there. Come on in!"
The four of them sat down on the black leather chairs, Richard making sure he sat on the one with the white cushion. The coffee table was glass and chrome, and despite Alastair only being here for a few days, it was filled with many papers and books.
"Hey, what's this?" Bianca said, looking at a letter written with a lavender felt pen. "Is it from a secret admirer?"
"Actually...yes." Alastair despaired. "It's from a rather devoted girl at a boarding school. She raves about my reviews…as well as my 'debonair' good looks."
"Alright!" Richard said. "Someone's finally got a fan club! I've had a few letters from the team's fans too. They're really cool, even giving my pointers."
"Yes, but none of those fans describe how angelic your hair is. Or how bright and shiny your teeth are." Alastair said, shuddering.
"That reminds me, I need to book that dentist appointment..." Kazuya said.
"All girls that age have their crushes." Bianca said. "That reminds me, you have your eye on another woman at work, right?"
"Well, yes. It's not that Amara lady, though. Nor any of her acquaintances. She's an older woman, about thirty. She's involved in a financial journal. I've spoken to her a few times, and she's very polite, and…I might just invite her for a coffee." Alastair said.
"Everybody's got a name for it!" Richard said.
"Oh, Richard…" Kazuya said. "Don't worry, Alastair. I'm sure she'd say yes. A man like you shouldn't have any trouble impressing her!"
"I hope you're right." Alastair said. "As long as Miss Emma doesn't interfere, everything should be okay."
"She hasn't started sending you locks of her hair, has she?" Kazuya asked.
"I don't know…either she's got really strange green hair or it came off a cushion." Alastair said, staring oddly at the letter.
"That reminds me. I had an odd dream the other day. We were all together as usual, and we were in Nova Albion. But it was dark, and I felt something in me. Some sort of odd power. Something beyond modern technology…at least, I think it was. I remember blue smoke, and weird shadowy things in front of us." Kazuya said. "I must have had too much cheese that night, right?" He shrugged, expecting everyone to laugh. But Richard, Alastair and Bianca all looked rather alarmed. They looked around, equally surprised at everyone's reaction.
"I...had the exact same dream." Richard said, shaking.
"Me as well..." Bianca said. "I was holding a flower in my hand, and some sword in my other."
"I also had that dream. This doesn't make a lick of sense. How can all four of us have the same dream? The only difference seems to be who we were in the dream." Alastair said. Now, he didn't feel like discussing what he was planning to do with the bathroom tiling. If they each had the same dream, did that mean something - or perhaps someone - had influenced their minds while they slept?
"Listen, there's no reason to panic." Bianca said, although from the way she was holding Kazuya's hand, she was already in a state of fear. "I've got an idea. We can get a reading with that psychic in Kanaloa - Stella Cleon. She's supposed to be incredible when it comes to predicting the future. She'd know what's going on!"
"Hold on a second!" Alastair said. "Are you seriously suggesting we venture into that den of inebriety and squalor?"
"There's your first rate education kicking in again!" Richard said. This little jibe seemed to lighten everyone's mood, but it didn't stop them from thinking about the dream.
"We can take care of ourselves. All we have to do is stay together and avoid getting into trouble. No looking at anyone the wrong way, or mocking their appearance." Bianca said, staring at Richard.
"This will be tougher than getting through the market crowds, that's for sure." Kazuya said. "So, that's our plan. We'll go next week. Now then, let's get back to our housewarming party!"
The night went on, as Kazuya soon made beautiful origami swans out of the paper napkins, and Richard spoke about his upcoming game, whilst Bianca greedily ate the smoked salmon. Alastair smiled, and relaxed. At least they were good enough friends to all have the same dream. And whatever happened, they'd stay that way.
|Legarte Harbour|20:34 pm|
Dan sighed. With Blaine and Lucy out on another date, he didn't have anyone to chill out with. Bike races had become less and less frequent, but this may be because of Blaine's newfound romance. After all, he had become something of a champion. He briefly considered asking Karl, but not only did he not have his number, he didn't exactly have high hopes Karl would want to spend time with him. After all, he was a young soccer star, while Dan was thirty two and just drove a bus day after day.
He could have hung out with Kyle, but his mother would hardly approve of that. Besides, he was probably at home, possibly playing one of his games with Serena. Gazing at the sunset, he sighed yet again. Being by himself was just unbearable, but he couldn't tag along with Blaine when he was more focused on his lady friend. If only Matthew were here…he'd keep his older brother company on a Saturday night.
"Oh, hello!" a friendly woman's voice said.
"Huh?"
Dan turned around, greatly surprised. It was Shirley, Lucy's best friend. He hadn't seen her for a little while, but seeing her smile at him made his cheeks turn red.
"Oh, hello again! Good to see ya. You're looking good tonight!" Dan said. Of course, he had said this to many a woman, either to get her to date him or during the date itself. This time, he meant it. Dan had quite a fondness for her blue hair, especially the way it curled at the ends.
"Thanks. You look great too!" Shirley said. "So, I take it you're out on your own too?"
"Yep. Blaine and Lucy are out on the town, so it's just me! I'll just have to drink enough for the both of us!" Dan said. "I'm just kidding. Where are you off too?"
"Well, I was just walking along the harbour. Hey, since you're not busy, why don't we go somewhere together?" Shirley asked.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were asking me out on a date!" Dan said, now in good spirits. "I'd love to."
"Okay then, how about you find a place? I always had you down as the bar expert." Shirley said.
"Well…alright. It'll be hard finding a place that's good enough for you, though -"
"You don't have to be such a gentleman! I'm just bored and need something to do. Anywhere you want to go is fine." Shirley said.
"Then let me lead the way!" Dan said. As she followed him, Dan kept looking at the sky. It didn't feel real, that this young pianist was interested in him. Or maybe she wasn't. But if she wasn't, would she have asked him to spend an evening with her?
"What's wrong?" Shirley asked. "You look a bit worried."
"Ah, it's nothing. I just like the sunset." Dan said.
"It is nice..." Shirley said. "So, where are we going?"
"Oh, this place called Steinbeck's. It's pretty good." Dan said. "Here we are!" Right in front of them was the black and white sign, reading 'Steinbeck's'.
"So what kind of place is this?" Shirley asked.
"Just another place guys like me go to have a good time. Nothing extravagant, but the drinks are cheap and no one's trying to pick a fight. So apart from that last bit, it's like anywhere in Kanaloa." Dan said.
"Everyone goes on about how awful Kanaloa is, but you don't seem like that at all..." Shirley said. "Well, at first glance you do look a bit scary."
"Oh, really?" Dan asked. "I'm gonna take that as a compliment. Right, after you." Dan said, holding the door open. The two of them went inside, and Dan was worried. Steinbeck's wasn't the sort of place a woman like Shirley would often go, so if she didn't like it, would that make her think less of him? The minute Dan thought that, he realised something else. Why did that matter so much? Unless...he was falling for her?
"Thank god we got a table!" Shirley said, sitting down.
"Hey, it's you!" a familiar voice said. Karl Davenport, dressed in his finest red shirt. Right beside him was Zao Yuria, who looked quite small standing next to Karl.
"Good to see ya, man!" Dan said, and he and Karl gave each other a fist bump. "How've you been?"
"I've been better. We had a game yesterday, and it ended in a tie." Karl said, dejected. "God, all the fans were pissed off. Mostly at me, cause I missed during extra time."
"So to cheer him up, I'm taking him out for a night on the town. What about you two? Is it...a date?" Zao asked, playfully.
"Uh...no, it's nothing like that!" Dan said, very flustered. "We just bumped into each other, that's all."
"Yeah! We didn't have anything better to do, anyway." Shirley said. "How about you join us?"
"Alrighty! What's everyone having? It's on me...this time." Zao said, cheerful as ever. As he ran towards the bar, Dan stared at him, utterly bemused.
"He's like a little kid." Dan said.
"I think it's kind of cute, really!" Shirley said, smiling.
"That's Zao for you. He's like a bundle of kittens who have just discovered catnip for the first time." Karl said. He sat down, and yawned. "I just wonder where we'll end up tonight. You guys going anywhere after this?"
"Nah, probably not. At my age, I haven't got it in me to go drinking all night." Dan said, sighing. "I just do that every other night."
Karl laughed heartily, and grinned. "I always had you down as a good drinking buddy. Maybe you should join me and Zao tonight. We might find a place you haven't been to yet!"
"Well, I'll just take it easy tonight. I'm working tomorrow anyway. Those buses can't drive themselves. If they could, it'd be a low budget horror movie." Dan said.
"Yeah, I want to get some piano practice in tonight too. So Karl, we didn't talk much last time we saw each other. You been playing soccer long?" Shirley asked.
"Since I was a little kid! I must have been about three when I got into it. I couldn't pass a ball without kicking it - and no, that was not a dirty joke." Karl said. "I played for all the school teams, and after leaving high school I got put in the under 21's Saragel team. That was great, but everyone said I was too good for them. So when I finally got into the professional team last year, that was the best. I was finally on the same level as everyone else, and boy did that knock some sense into me."
"What do you mean?" Dan asked.
"I was a cocky little shit who thought he could win games by himself. I discovered that wasn't the case the hard way...the first match was a disaster. My teamwork was lousy, and I kept showing off. But by the second match, I was a lot better." Karl said. "And it's been great since then, apart from matches like last night's."
"Karl's got a little fan club, too!" Zao said, as he came back with the drinks - pints for him, Karl and Dan, and a glass of red wine for Shirley. Dan was amazed he could carry all those drinks at once without spilling any of them. Even he couldn't do that.
"It's not really a club. There's just a few girls who come to the games and cheer me on. Most of them wanting me to sign posters for them. They're not just into me, either, they're really into the game, even giving me advice for next time." Karl said. "Except for that one girl who wanted me to sign her…never mind."
"No worries, I think I figured out what she wanted signed." Shirley said, with a look of disgust.
"How about your fishing, Zao?" Dan asked.
"I didn't do that today. I just spent some time with my grandpa. A few days ago, we found a fishing hook stuck in his beard. It'd been there for over twenty years!" Zao said, bizarrely enthusiastic.
"Oh...that's nice!" Shirley said, quickly giving Dan a sideways look of utter confusion. Dan just shrugged - from what Blaine had told him, Zao was a quirky yet lovable character.
"So...how about some arm wrestling?" Karl asked.
"Huh?" Dan said.
"Well, why not? While we're still somewhat sober, let's test our strength." Karl said. "How about you and Zao go first?"
"Okay! Watch out, I'm tougher than I look!" Zao said, excited. Dan and Zao soon held hands, elbows on the table, ready to begin. "Go!"
It was over in less than a second. Zao's arm hit the table, and Dan barely even broke a sweat. Karl sighed, while Shirley laughed - not too loudly, however.
"Um...I wasn't ready! Let's go again!" Zao said.
"You sure?" Dan said. "Word of warning, these fists have laid waste to many a Kanaloan punk."
And so, the two of them got into position again - but Zao couldn't hold out for more than a few seconds. Dan shrugged, still not even remotely tired. Zao blew on his hand, red from the pain.
"Wow, Zao, I figured fishing all day would have built up more muscles than that. Okay, me next!" Karl said. "I'll put up a good fight, Dan. I go to boxing classes once a week!"
"That so? Let's go, then! The loser has to buy the next round!" Dan said. Karl and Dan got into position this time, but Karl didn't give way at all. Rather, he held on for over five minutes, trying his hardest to overpower his more mature foe. Dan actually felt beads of sweat on his brown, as he struggled more and more to stop Karl's arm beating his.
"This is taking a while!" Shirley said.
"No kidding. Karl's always been tougher than me." Zao said, a little disappointed.
"Damn..." Karl said, as his arm started to quiver. "I can't..."
"You're good, dammit." Dan said, straining harder than ever. "You're not giving up, are ya?"
"Heck no." Karl said. "A real man never quits!"
"That's what I like to hear!" Dan said. Despite Karl's determination, however, he couldn't take any more. Dan slammed his arm to the table, much to Zao's astonishment.
"No way!" Karl said, panting for air.
"That was tough." Dan said. "Guess going to the gym three times a week helps a lot. Good going, buddy."
"The best man won." Karl said, shaking Dan's hand. "I'll have to come with you to the gym next time. I've got a lot to learn!"
"Just say the word, and I'll pass on my sage advice." Dan said. The night went on well, as the four of them laughed, joked, and told stories for over two hours.
"Wow! How long have we been here?" Karl asked.
"About two hours and ten minutes." Shirley said. "You want another round?"
"I dunno, me and Zao were gonna hit a club. Right?" Karl asked.
"Zzz...huh?" Zao said, barely awake.
"I guess not tonight. Let's just stay here and have another round of drinks!" Karl said.
"Fine with me. I haven't had this much fun in ages." Dan said. "Hold on, my phone's ringing…Blaine's probably forgotten his keys. Hello?"
"Dan, guess what!" said Blaine on the other end. "I've got a job!"
"You what?!" Dan exclaimed. "Where?"
"The Motus Lounge!" Blaine said, and Dan could just picture him beaming from ear to ear. Only a few things got Blaine this excited, most of them involving alcohol, women, motorcycles, or a combination of those. "I'm starting next week! You have to come and see me in action!"
"As if you needed to ask. I'll keep you on the right track. Listen, tell me the details later, okay? I'm having fun tonight myself!" Dan said, looking at Shirley.
"What's her name?" Blaine immediately asked. Karl and Zao looked at each other, and exchanged mischievous looks.
"Well if you must know, I bumped into Shirley earlier. She's a really cool lady. And we also met Zao and Karl." Dan said. "I gotta say, those two are like us - when they're together, they're fucking unstoppable!"
Blaine burst out laughing, but then awkwardly stopped. Someone must have given him a dirty look. "Okay, I'll talk to you soon. Have fun…" Blaine said. Dan hung up, and smiled.
"So Blaine's got a new job? That's pretty good. Where is it?" Zao asked.
"Some new place called the Motus Lounge." Dan said. "We'll have to check it out sometime."
"Yes, and we can bring the others as well! Nathan, Priscilla, Amara, Stella, and Lucy!" Shirley said. "I've started to like spending time with you people. Especially you."
"Me?" Dan said, face redder than a tomato. "How come?"
"Beneath those bulging muscles and tattoos, you're a cuddly teddy bear!" Shirley said. "You're nothing like what everyone else says about guys in Kanaloa. We really should do this again."
"Oooh..." Karl said,.
"Don't get the wrong idea, buddy. We're just friends." Dan said. "But yeah, you're right. Next week, we'll have a big night out to celebrate!"
"Celebrate Blaine's new job?" Zao asked.
"Correct! Not only that, but just celebrate being friends!" Dan said. "Drink up, guys!"
|Other World - Clairdol Village - Hanging Knight|22:00 pm|
The Hanging Knight was the busiest pub in the village, and for someone like Matthew, it was a prime source for information. Squeezing past the older gentlemen, he reached the bar, where Linda was serving. She looked tired after working the afternoon shift at the café, but happy to see him regardless.
"Hey Linda!" Matthew said. "Thank god it's Saturday, right?"
"Well, it's good for you. Me, I'm rushed off my feet!" Linda said. "Usual, is it?"
"Yeah. Actually, I've got a question for you. Have you seen Lucy lately?" Matthew asked. "Lucy Victoria Crossman?"
"Oh, her? She was a right pain in the arse, she was. Anytime I made her a damn drink, the spoiled lass complained! No one else seems to like her much either, do they?" Linda said. "Listen, you don't want to get involved with a girl like that. She's not happy unless everyone's working to her high standards!"
"I'm guessing you two aren't particularly close. I'm not interested in her like that, and anyone who says I am is full of crap. But have you seen her?" Matthew asked. "Because she's gone missing, and I haven't been able to find anything out!"
"Oh...well, a few days ago, she had a party at her apartment. It wasn't such a bad place, even if the walls were a horrible shade of pink. Anyway, she kept staring at her spare bedroom door the whole time. None of us wanted to be there, but she said she wanted to make friends instead of getting into arguments the whole time. So I went, and she was awful. So fake, so full of crap. All about how much she liked the village! I don't even know why she bothered moving!" Linda said.
"Okay, so what else happened that night?" Matthew asked.
"You never take a break, do you? You're like a cuter Columbo!" Linda asked. "Well if you must know, she went into that spare bedroom. No one else heard it, but I heard a man's voice. A deep man's voice. Not sure what that was all about. It didn't sound like she was on the phone or using Skype…"
Wait a minute. Didn't Blaine say something about a woman taking care of him? I never heard anything about that. I never saw him, either. He must have been there...
"Anyway, she came out of the room. She looked upset, tears running down her face. She said that she was tired, and wanted to go to bed. No one else really wanted to stay, so we got out of there as soon as we good. But when I shut the door behind me, I heard her practically wailing." Linda said, rather passive about the whole thing. "Actually, I think the mystery man in the room must have heard us talking behind Lucy's back when she was in the kitchen. We were pretty harsh about her, and he must have told her. What I don't get is, why did she hide her new boyfriend?"
"I don't...understand it either." Matthew said.
"When I looked out my window later that night - must have been after midnight - I saw a man leaving the building. He looked terrible, with all these scars down his face. He had nice hair, though. He was wearing a purple jacket, too. Anyway, he looked up at the window for a few moments, then he just left. I didn't look outside again." Linda said. "So maybe she's been harbouring a criminal. How about that?"
"I don't know..." Matthew said. "Thanks for that. I think I can solve this mystery now."
Blaine, you idiot! Why didn't you tell us about this?
Matthew grabbed his pint glass, and sighed. Blaine was something of a heartbreaker even in his younger years…and leaving for the city without telling Lucy was no exception. Now all Matthew had to do was quiz Blaine all about this - and find Lucy. Hopefully, she was still alive...
|The Mole - Shirley's Bedroom|22:13 pm|
Since most of the 'customers' had fallen asleep by this time, Shirley was in her room, reading a book. It was about two friends, who had been together since they were children, and they made a promise. But something terrible happened to one of the girls, and the other fought night and day to save her friend.
"Lucy..." Shirley uttered. Ever since Lucy had returned to the USA, life had been hell. It was a miracle she survived until now, and playing the piano at night did little to soothe her. Lucy had probably forgotten her completely by now, and Shirley was stuck in this hell. Only one person had managed to make her smile again, and that was Dan.
"Hey, Shirley!" Kaman's voice barked. "You've got someone who wants to see ya!"
"Really?" Shirley asked. She slowly went downstairs, and when she got into the main room, she smiled. There was Dan, standing tall, with a wide and warm smile himself.
"Hey. Didn't think it'd be so quiet." Dan said. "Um...you look good tonight."
"Thanks." Shirley said, her face red. "I was just thinking about you. You're later than I thought you'd be."
"Sorry. I've been busy with...things." Dan said. Kaman gave him a dirty look, and went into the back room. Shirley shrugged, and sat on a stool. "That guy okay?"
"He'll be fine. He's just been really moody lately. Last night, I saw him staring at a picture of him and a woman, and he was actually crying…" Shirley said, sadly.
"Ah, that'd be his dead wife. I forgot her name." Dan said. "That was a long time ago, but he still can't forget about it."
"I know that feeling. There's a person I haven't seen since the Shadows came, too. She's a girl, about the same age as me. We met when she was on vacation." Shirley said. "We were only together for a week or two, but she was a great friend. We played together all the time, even though her parents didn't like her spending so much time with me."
"...Sounds like me and Matthew." Dan said. "When I thought he was dead, I felt empty. Like part of me was gone forever. We were brothers, but I tried to raise him like a father would raise his son. I don't think I was much of a father, but…being his older brother was one of the things I could say I felt proud about."
"He's back now, though. Lucy, however...she's gone for good. She's probably living it up in America now, without a care in the world." Shirley said.
"Don't be so negative!" Dan said, shaking his head. "Listen to me, missy. If you were that good friends, there's no way she wouldn't remember who you are! Don't worry. Once we get rid of the Shadows, we'll be able to get out there and find this Lucy! And she'll remember you, I promise. Your blue hair sticks out a mile!"
"What do you mean, get rid of the Shadows?" Shirley asked.
"Oh...dammit. I'm gonna have to tell you now." Dan said. "Do you know the Ornatu Legion?"
"Of course, silly! They rescued me when the Shadows destroyed my home!" Shirley said. "Are you telling me that you've got a Persona like they do?"
"Yup, and not just me. Matthew's got one too. So do all the guys back at the base. One day, we'll destroy every single motherfucking monster in town! Just leave it to me." Dan said, flexing his arm. "I'm no pushover, me. I can tear a Shadow to shreds in seconds!"
"So you're really..." Shirley stepped back, amazed. "Dan. Why do you keep coming here? You're not like the rest of these drunkards…"
"Well, part of it is paying Kaman back for keeping me safe here. And there's another reason." Dan said, looking directly at Shirley's eyes. "It's...you."
Shirley gasped. Could she really have not noticed? The way he watched with admiration every night she played her songs? Or…was she hoping she was wrong about his feelings? She didn't say anything.
"Shirley, I...I don't wanna be that awkward boy in school who can't tell his crush he likes her. So I want to say it flat out. Every time I meet you, I just feel like there are no Shadows - only me and you." Dan said, his voice cracking. He had confessed his feelings to women plenty of times before, but none of those ladies compared to Shirley. "I'm not sure if you feel the same way, but...I love you."
"...Love?!" Shirley shouted. "You love me?!"
"Yeah. So when we defeat the Shadows, you and I can go find Lucy together." Dan said, putting a hand on Shirley's shoulder. She froze on the spot, and gulped. "Listening to you play that piano made me realise - even if we have to live in a world like this, we can still find happiness somewhere."
"Dan..." Shirley said. "I'm sorry! I can't be with you!"
"What?!" Dan asked. "Why? I'm not asking for anything much. Please, give me a chance! I'm probably not your type, but-"
"Please, just go! I can't...I can't do it!" Shirley shoved Dan away, and ran up the stairs. Dan, crestfallen, bit his lip. Matthew had told him to just be forward with his feelings. Until today, he didn't realise how special Shirley was to him. But now he had ruined everything, and she didn't want anything to do with him.
"Dammit!" Kaman stormed back into the bar, and he was furious. "Fuck! Stupid phone isn't working! Never mind, what can I get - Where'd Shirley go?"
"She's in her room..." Dan said. "Sorry, man, but I have to go."
"What the - already?! What did you do?" Kaman asked. He was rather agitated, unlike his usual self. "Wait a fucking minute. You're in love with her, aren't you?"
"...Got it in one." Dan replied, his eyes watering. "But I guess she just didn't feel the same way..."
"Ah..." Kaman said. "Guess you're not so lucky after all."
Dan didn't know what to say. Without another word, he stormed into the NDD, and once he was in the secret base, he immediately rushed into his room. His door nearly flew off the hinges from the force he slammed it with. The tears came from his eyes, and they wouldn't stop. To think he would be crying like a baby over a girl...no other woman had made him feel this way. Why, though? Why did Shirley turn him down like that? Was she afraid of him after all? Even if she didn't love him back, Dan could have taken that. But the way she ran away in horror...that sank deep into Dan's eyes, even when he shut his eyes. "I'm such an idiot...chasing after a girl when I'm supposed to be fighting..."
"Dan?"
It was Blaine's voice voice. Of course...running into his room like that would have alarmed him.
"Yeah? What do you want?" Dan asked.
"Can I come in?" Blaine asked.
"Sure..." Dan said. The door opened, and Blaine was there. He walked in, and looked up at Dan's tear stricken face. "...Did you need something?"
"No, you dumbass! But when you run into your room like that, I get worried about you! What happened? Did you screw things up with Shirley?" Blaine asked.
"...Yup. I thought we had something special. But now I'll never get to listen to her songs again..." Dan said, wiping his eyes. "Kyle, what did I do wrong? All I did was tell her how much I loved her..."
"You never had much luck with women, did you? That's a damn shame..." Blaine said. "But you're one of - no, the coolest man I know. She'd have to be an idiot to turn you down!"
"You think so?" Dan said. "I'm not so sure about that..."
"Trust me. Every time we talk about you, it's about how great you are. Kyle raves about how strong you are, Priscilla was really impressed with that fight you were helping her with, and Aimee said she trusts you dearly. You are awesome." Blaine said. "It's not your fault, Dan. These things happen."
"The way you're talking, it's like we've never been apart!" Dan said. "Dammit, Blaine! I love ya, you bastard!" Without warning, he wrapped his arm around Blaine, and held him as tight as possible. "I guess...since I've got you and Matthew back, I don't need Shirley, huh?"
"Well...you deserve all the happiness you can get." Blaine said. "Especially after all you've been through. Me...I know what you're going through, buddy. I've had a lot of bad breakups. You remember those, of course."
"Thanks, Blaine. But I want to be alone for a little while. I'll be fine later on." Dan said, eyes still flowing with tears. "Don't worry, I'll be ready for those Shadows!"
"You better be! See ya, then!" Blaine said. He left the room, and Dan laid back on his bed. A thought occured to him...Shirley beside him. It wasn't a particularly dirty thought - unlike most of Dan's - but rather, it was about how nice it would have been to wake up every morning with her next to him. Dan took a heavy sigh, and shut his eyes. At least he had his best friend back. No longer would he dedicate himself to hating him - rather, he was grateful Blaine was there when he needed him.
|Aeternus HQ - External Lab|22:30 pm|
"What are you up to?" Rudo asked Tomas, who was tinkering with a display.
"Ah, I'm glad you're here. There's something I'd like to discuss with you. Have you felt any pain or discomfort since you fused Nebiros to yourself?" Tomas asked. "I myself am having a little...issue with Belial."
"As a matter of fact, I sometimes hear voices. Not often, but whenever I'm about to summon him, I'll hear a man's voice. I can never understand what he's saying, but I think he was calling out for someone." Rudo said, and he suddenly became horrified. "Damn! I forgot. Our Personas aren't made from our own memories! They're from other people's! And…we're hearing their thoughts during their last moments..."
"Oh, Rudo. Don't think about it too much. They're not ghosts that can take over your body. And if they pose a risk, I have plenty of medication to combat any such symptoms." Tomas said. "I have everything covered. Also, about the Divine Sparks, I believe I have an idea. We'll assemble everyone when the time is right. In the meantime, I want to do more 'research'."
"Research?! Tomas, you better not get caught! If Archibald figures out you're double crossing him, we're doomed!" Rudo said. "They arranged for my death for a reason, you know!"
"Yes, a reason that is entirely moot by this point. Worrying about it would do you no good, especially with you hearing voices. Don't you think getting your daughter worried would be the exact opposite of what we want?" Tomas said. He switched off the display, and turned to the NDD. "You'll stay here for the time being. Don't go anywhere without my say-so."
"That's exactly what I've been doing since we got here. I've done everything you've said. I just hope we get some results, otherwise I don't think I can stand it here anymore!" Rudo said.
"Are you done whining? Pull it together! I told you not to worry, so shut up and go read a book or something!" Tomas yelled. "Now then, I'm off. Bye!"
Rudo sighed. Without Tomas here, the nights were long, and dull. If only Amara would come here more often, then he could manage the tedium and monotony of the long days.
"Dad!"
Right on cue, Amara ran in, and hugged Rudo. Beside her was Seraphina, who seemed happy to witness a father and daughter embracing each other.
"I'm glad you're here, Amara. Rudo's gone to do some research, and he'll be away all night. Please tell me you're staying a while..." Rudo said.
"I will. Oh, I brought something for you! It wasn't easy, but I found some art supplies around town. Look!" Amara said, holding up a folded sheet of paper. Rudo took it, and when he saw what was on it, he smiled.
"Oh, Amara. You still have that talent." Rudo said. He wiped away a tear, as he held it in front of his eyes. Amara had drawn a meticulous picture of the Egyptian goddess Isis, capturing every inch of her beauty and power.
"Lady Amara is a wondrous artist, is she not? I bared witness to her labouring over that drawing for many hours!" Seraphina said. "Today...I sensed disturbances."
"...In the force?" Rudo asked.
"Not quite. What I mean is...something odd is happening. It could be new Persona users, or it may be the machinations of the Ater Vox. Whatever it might be, it is something bothersome..." Seraphina said, deep in her own thoughts. When she started heavily thinking, she looked like she was in her own world. "The hidden inner voice of the mind...what oracle are you trying to convey? What words are being drowned out by the shadows?"
"Is she always like this?" Rudo asked.
"Yeah, but you get used to it after a while." Amara said. "She's pretty funky, but I actually find her fun to be with. I just wish there was another Zao..."
"Oh, you like that oddball? He does seem to be rather special to your other self. No wonder you feel this way! Even if you two spent the last ten years very differently, when it comes down to it, you're still the same person." Rudo said. "If the other Zao is around, he'll be the exact same."
"Well, it doesn't matter right now. Do you have a plan for the Divine Sparks or not?" Amara asked.
"Tomas is researching that this very moment. I think he knows what to do, but he needs more information." Rudo said. "Don't panic. We can do this. And even if I don't have the same power you do, I'll support you any way I can."
"Thanks, daddy!" Amara said, and she gave her father another hug. "I know we can win! Aeternus are going down!"
"Yes, I hope so too. My only regret is sending my daughter off into battle - even if it's by her own free will."
|Saragel - Abandoned Soccer Stadium|22:44 pm|
Carlos Nadal stood outside the stadium doors. The place had been swarming with Shadows, so he came to effortlessly slay them all. That ought to improve his reputation in the city, he thought. Those measly people were complaining about the 'freakish accidents' that had occurred lately. They hadn't claimed any lives directly, but the Shadows around there were increasing. He had bigger things to consider, however. The return of the Commander was one of them. Right now, he was wandering the city, fighting the Shadows as he always had. Except now, he was fully against them. Not that it mattered - with his allegiance to Aeternus broken, he lacked the ability to sabotage their plans.
"No! Stay away!" a female voice screamed.
Carlos looked up, and shuddered. There was a truly fearsome Shadow nearby. He supposed he might as well eliminate it, and have the pesky girl run home where she belonged. Reacting quickly, he ran towards the noise - and there it was. A large Maya Shadow, with a Chariot mask. He hadn't encountered one this size before…
The girl in front of it was a short, fair-skinned lady with busy brown hair, with eyes to watch. She had fingerless gloves, and a long brown coat. In her hands was a pistol - one that looked issued by a police department. She tried to aim at the Shadow, but her hands were shaking too much. She couldn't pull the trigger at all…her fingers kept slipping. Carlos could practically hear her heart pounding.
"Madam, stand back." he said. "You're not going to be able to harm that Shadow. I'll wipe it out."
She continued to stare at the Shadow, the colour drained from her round face. Pathetic. She's too frightened to even hear me. Even so, I probably shouldn't leave her to die.
"H-huh?!" the woman suddenly screamed. "What is this?!" She collapsed to her knees, dropping the gun to the ground. The Maya reached forward, and it's hand formed from ooze swung at her with ferocious force. It probably would have killed her, but something happened.
"Per...so...na!"
A burst of blue smoke emanated from her body…and another figure had risen from that smoke.
"Incredible!" Carlos said.
I am thou. Thou art I. I cometh from the sea of thy heart. I am Inanna, the lady who declares war on enemies and shows true love to her comrades.
Inanna truly was a lady of war. Her red skin complemented her scarlet hair and her dark red gauntlets and armoured boots. She also had a black and orange corset, and a belt adorned with a skull emblem. Her pink eyes were resolute, and in her left hand was a mighty axe. Grasping her weapon, she rushed forward at the Shadow, slashing it repeatedly. Each blow sent black gelatinous 'blood' flying, and even it's mask was starting to crack.
"What is this thing?!" the woman cried. She managed to stand up, glared at the Shadow, and clenched her fist. "You freak! I'm going to kill you for sure! Take THIS!"
Inanna's body twirled with a flirtatious gait, and a crimson flame burned beneath the Maya. With this, it succumbed, and disintegrated. Inanna disappeared, and the young madam stared at her hands in amazement.
"Inanna...you saved me! You took your freaking time!" she yelled. "From now on, next time I need saving, you'd better get here faster!"
"Well done." Carlos said. "You truly have the potential. That power, Inanna. It isn't actually a separate being. Rather, she is formed from your own psyche."
"What? I'm not a psycho! Who are you, anyway?" the lady asked.
"I'm Carlos Nadal. I'm from Aeternus. We could use people like you in our plight to eradicate the city's infestation of Shadows." he said, holding out his hand. "I myself have the same power as you - and I can feel your inner strength. It radiates from you, just like your beauty."
"Uh, whatever. What the heck is Aeternus?" she asked. "What happened to this city, anyway?"
"Ah...You must be from Clairdol village, then. Interesting. I've got an idea. Follow me, and me and my colleagues will fill you in on the entire situation." Carlos said.
"Alright then. I'm Lucy Crossman. It's nice to meet you. Just one question - did you see a guy with a ton of scars down his face?" Lucy asked. Carlos looked at her, with a rather sinister grin.
"Oh, yes I did. I have much to tell you about him, too."