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Minato Arisato gave a great sigh of relief, after a quick stint in the hospital, he was finally allowed to leave. He was greeted by his friends and classmates, each showing genuine concern for the youth. After some light banter, the group disbanded, leaving the bluenette with his dorm mates, the members of SEES.
"Okay, now that our leader is done with his *nap*, I think its time we get back in the game," Junpei said ecstatically.
"Asshat sure is having fun with all this, you better watch out kid 'coz this guy might go around wiping the floor with that bitchin' posing of his," Gig sounded amused.
"I'd think you might have murdered me in my sleep back there," Minato joked.
"Oh, I tried," Asshat said with a straight face.
"He's serious, I had to pry him off of you," Akihiko added.
"Yup, leave it to Junpei to try to hit a guy when he's down," Yukari laughed.
"Hey, you got *executed* too, ya know," Junpei retorted.
"Hey, he didn't kill us, we get back at him with a prank not murder," the brunette clarified.
"As if you losers could get the jump on me!" Gig used Minato's ability to make sure he was heard by the others.
"You can talk?" the "Memetic Hat God" expressed his shock.
"Iori, even though this is a Kirijo-controlled hospital, I can't control what people think about you." Mitsuru explained.
Junpei understood directly and gazed at the hospital staff visibly showing signs of doubt over the teen's sanity.
"Sorry senpai," the Junior took off his hat and bowed apologetically.
"Well, enough with the chatter let's get going," Akihiko led the group out of the hospital.
The members of SEES spent their Sunday frolicking in the wonder of Tatsumi Port Island. Akihiko went jogging around because he didn't want to slack off on his training and saw his injured arm as a chance to focus on his footwork. Mitsuru had a rather awkward silence with Yukari as they sat down, had snacks and did a little shopping together. Meanwhile, Gig suggested that Minato and Junpei settle there differences the good old-fashioned manly way…By beating each other at Arcade games. Suffice to say, they had a nice day.
Later at the dorm…
"It's nice we get to spend the day to ourselves," the bluenette smiled as he stretched his arms.
"Yeah, I had a great jog around the place, I think I might have even figured out the Dempsey Roll," the male senior boasted.
"I can't believe it, Seventy-seven games and he beat me every single time," Asshat groaned as he stared into his now empty wallet.
"You shouldn't have spent all your money in the freakin' arcade," Yukari complained, "Geez, I paid for BOTH your lunches."
"Whatevs, we had happy friendship time and its time to get to our shitty crapsack lives!" Gig said with disdain.
"Do you have to put it like that?" the pink clad girl sighed.
"He's sort of right you know." Mitsuru added, "We have classes tomorrow and its almost Ten in the evening."
"At least the Dark Hour gives us an extra hour to sleep," the bluenette said gleefully.
"True dat," Iori tipped his hat to the leader.
"Good night losers, if any of you try to wake me, I'll kill you in your sleep," the psychopomp explained.
With that, the members of SEES retired to their respective rooms for the evening. Gig was whining in thought so the others wouldn't hear him. He spoke about Minato's head getting quite crowded. The bluenette walked towards the last door in the corridor, the one leading to his room. Upon reaching the door, the boy closed it quietly and jumped straight to the bed.
"zzZZZzzz…" the youth dozed off instantaneously.
Inside Minato's dream…
"Okay so let's start up the Council of Me!" Gig roared and Velvet light followed his voice as the surrounding dream-space turned into the Velvet Room.
"How did you get this to happen?" Minato questioned.
"We are one of the two people that can actually use the room its not like they have anything better to do," Gig pointed out.
"And she's here because…" the bluenette pointed at Elizabeth who was standing in the corner of the room.
"Well, Master wanted me to make sure you two didn't run amuck here," the elevator attendant smiled at the boy.
"Another person who sounds like she could be my wife," Minato said bashfully.
Elizabeth proceeded to blush profusely at the statement.
"That came out wrong," the youth just analyzed his last statement with great embarrassment.
"Stop wasting time kid, we're here to do whatever it is a Council does," the psychopomp pressed on.
"A council? We aren't even in the student council," the bluenette complained.
"Not yet, anyway," Elizabeth foreshadowed.
"Hush, before YOU passed out, we were able to get some more Personae in that last fight." The Master of Death added.
Mysteriously, the table of the Velvet Room expanded, several more chairs popped out from the floor. Minato's mind was wrangling with the source of the Room's otherworldly power as the chairs settled. After the table appropriated itself to match its increased length and positioning of chairs, strange creatures decided to reside in them.
"What the-?" the young Arisato couldn't explain the phenomenon happening before him.
"Okay kid, this is the gang," Gig motioned for the others to introduce themselves.
"Angel," a blindfolded woman in a suggestive if not downright stripperific outfit spoke.
"With that outfit are you sure you should be calling yourself that?"Minato made a snide comment.
Elizabeth couldn't help but chuckle.
"I am unashamed at this body the Lord had given me," the Andel replied sternly.
"Next," Gig pointed at another Persona lazily.
"Pixie, I can heal your wounds and afflictions," a petite redhead answered concisely.
"Very well, I am Archangel, a rank above Angel in the hierarchy though my skills are combative rather than support," A stern warrior-like visage spoke.
"Last off!" the psychopomp pointed at the last of the new Persona.
"I am Jack Frost, hee-ho, if you need ice then I'm your Jack, hee-ho," a small snowman with a wide-mischievous grin replied to the command.
"With this many Persona, what's next for us?" Minato scratched his head in confusion.
"Cultivate them, make their powers your own and use *fusion* to become even stronger," the elevator attendant broke her silence.
"So while you're at school, I'll be busy training these punks in your subconscious, I won't be around for tomorrow," the Master of Death cracked his knuckles.
"I have the day to myself tomorrow," the bluenette started on making plans to enjoy his silence.
"Everybody out!" Gig commanded out of the blue and he along with the other Personae vanished from the room, leaving the bluenette with a blue-clad woman.
"I'll be getting back to bed now," Minato said awkwardly.
Before the youth could open the door, a woman's hand grabbed onto his and pulled him to face its owner.
"I'm intrigued by your BOLD proposal," Elizabeth whispered into his ear devilishly, "if you'd like, we can spend the day tomorrow, since your *friend* is going to be busy."
Minato fainted into yet another deep slumber.
Meanwhile, in another version of the Velvet Room…
The sounds of heavy panting could be heard while a great amount of shuffling occurred in the center of the room. Strangely, in this form of the Room, a bed was where the table should be.
"I'd say we had a great time here, eh Margaret" the familiar voice of Seta spoke out.
"You were great," his companion gave him a peck on his cheek, "but you have to enroll in your new school tomorrow."
"Your right," Souji began to panic as he picked up his pants and put them on, "I hope Igor takes his time with his *vacation*."
The man's elegant companion smiled in reply.
Souji Seta twisted the doorknob and opened the door, as he stepped outward, the scenery changed to that of Tatsumi Port Island and the door he used, that of a limousine. Souji then gently closed the door, but not before giving the car's remaining occupant a caring smile.
"I'm gonna be taking some advanced placement classes, I wonder what the chances are of being in Senpai's class then?" the youth mused to himself as he walked to his temporary quarters.