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[Action]

[One moment she was wearing a (admittedly silly) pair of cat ears while shooting a tranquilizer at a Blade Child. The next, she was somewhere else completely.

Hiyono can't help but be surprised. The switch seemed almost instantaneous; the school setting changed to a cityscape, and one with a strange green sky to boot. It was all so impossible, she seriously wondered if she hadn't fallen asleep on her feet and started dreaming.

Still, she keeps her guard up, gripping the tranquilizer gun in her hands like it was her last lifeline. And in her condition, it really could be. She is only too aware of how weak her body is, having lost so much blood so recently. The wound may have been treated, but she would need a blood transfusion if she wanted to recover anytime soon. Even now, she couldn't help but lean heavily against a nearby wall for support, her legs wobbling beneath her.

It's as she is slowly making her way forward when she first sees it. A shadowy blob, approaching her menacingly. Her mind racing, she gives a short scream as she points her gun at it.]

YEEEEK!

[The airgun is fired, producing a relatively slight sound. Although the shadow takes the hit, it continues sluggishly towards her. It doesn't take a genius to realize she probably can't take this thing down on her own- whatever it is.]

H-help! Someone, help!

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[antiviolence]

[Post his intro thread, Shizuo basically grasps everything he needs: He's in Prospero, something about Persona, Shadows, yadda yadda. As much as he wants to find some place to rest, the night is still long.

And then this.

He's not quite a knight in shining armor, and he doesn't want to actually be one. But when there's someone in dire need? Shizuo will help them, as long as Izaya, or someone like Izaya is/are there.

Following the girl's scream, there would be a billboard flying at the Shadow, hopefully giving it enough pain and time for Shizuo to approach and hitting it with his fist.]

[papermache]

*Well, there's someone in the area already -- on top of the fire escape with three cases of toilet paper and a huge tub of glitter, but it's something. Mila looks down at Hiyono and grips the edge of the fire escape.*

Someone showed up here injured!? Try and hold out!

*She starts to limp down the fire escape, not injured herself but impeded by her body's default state. This was not the greatest of ideas, but she honestly didn't have anything else.*

[lunch_ticket_millionaire]

Whoa, watch out!

[Sakurako rounds the corner in the middle of her own Dark Hour patrols to see this new girl being menaced by one of the lower level Shadows.]

Persona!

[Summoning her Persona Maneki Neko, Sakurako reaches her hand out toward the Shadow.]

Garula!

[A strong gust of wind blows past the two girls, harmlessly ruffling Sakurako's skirt but dealing critical damage to the Shadow. With a groan, its form begins to dissolve into the night air.]

Hey, are you okay?

[puppet_show]

[She can't help but watch in amazement as that billboard goes flying at the Shadow. Um. Is that even possible?

Thankfully, that Dancing Hand Shadow is not able to block physical attacks or anything, so between the bilboard and the punch, it goes down in a spurt of black smoke.

Meanwhile, Hiyono stays back, half-concealing the gun as she wonders if this man is truly human.]

[puppet_show]

I'm trying!

[She raises the gun one more time, firing one more shot. This one slows the Shadow down even more, eventually causing it to stop completely. It is by no means dead, however, and she has no idea just how effective that tranquilizer is going to be in the long run.]

[puppet_show]

[...Well. That was... Definitely something. She isn't sure what, but at the moment, she doesn't have the strength to do more than wonder. For now, she'll just accept that her life seems to have been saved and wait until she's feeling a little less woozy to check it all out.]

Well, I could be better...

[It's not readily apparent due to her wound being bandaged and concealed under her sleeve, but she can still feel the effects of the blood loss. She slowly sinks to the ground, still leaning heavily against the wall.]

[lunch_ticket_millionaire]

Hang on, I'll get you somewhere safe! Can you walk?

[Sakurako walks over to where she's standing, offering her shoulder for support.]

[puppet_show]

[Hiyono is grateful for that shoulder, since she can't really move without help at this point.]

If it's like this, I should be able to.

[She offers a wan smile.]

[lunch_ticket_millionaire]

They don't come inside buildings, so if we just hide out for a while, you'll be safe. This only lasts an hour every night.

[puppet_show]

This happens every night?

[Huh...]

What exactly is all of this? I've never seen anything like it before.

[antiviolence]

[Luckily, while the power of his punch is degraded, it is more than enough to beat those creeps.

No more Shadows? Damn, he's about to grab something more extreme this time.






Oh, someone, right.]

You okay?

[puppet_show]

Ah... Well, I'm alive for a little longer. Thank you.

[She smiles wanly, except... Whoops, she's feeling even dizzier. She slowly sinks to the ground, unable to stay on her feet.]

...Do you... happen to know where the nearest hospital is?

[antiviolence]

[Sadly, Shizuo's never the best at lying for greater good, that's that flea's part. So? He'll be blunt and honest.]

Ah, not quite sure, but I think I saw one that looked like it just there. [He's going to point at the direction he's coming from.]

Can you walk? [There's a little worry on his tone, but it's pretty small.]

[papermache]

*She continues to limp down the fire escape. There's a brick laying on one of the steps; Mila takes a deep breath, forces herself to pick it up, and hurls it at the Shadow. She gasps for breath afterward and clings to the rail; she's obviously not in the best physical condition.*

These things only stick around for an hour at a time, but until then no one's around but the captives.

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[socializing]

[ Considering it's just a lowly surface-level maya shadow blob, Souji just gives it a good swift kick, knocking the encroaching monster into the air a good 10 feet or so before it hits the ground and goes splat. It takes a moment for the maya shadow to reform, and then it scuttles away!

Have a reckless-looking student holding a katana giving you a wave. ]

Hi.

[lunch_ticket_millionaire]

Yeah, every night. It's called the Dark Hour. These monsters called Shadows come out and attack everybody, but we beat them up with our Personas!

[At the word 'Persona,' the floating lucky cat smiles and waves at Hiyono.]

[puppet_show]

Honestly, I'm not sure I could make it without help at this point.

[She's calm, but there's a definite hint of tension in her voice from the pain.]

How far away is it?

[puppet_show]

[The brick hits the Shadow, tearing off a chunk. It's endeavoring somehow to remain unconscious, but it's still not quite dead, either.]

Only an hour? And- captives?

[Her mind is racing, but she still manages to file these words away in her mind.]

[papermache]

Yeah. This place isn't normally green and filled with coffins. Oh, don't use the water during the Dark Hour, either. It gets nasty. *Mila's on the final section of the stairs now, pushing her way down on determination.* Can you stand?

Re: action;

[puppet_show]

[She blinks and waves back, more out of reaction than anything else.]

Er... hello.

[puppet_show]

The Dark Hour, Shadows, and Personas.

[She takes a moment to commit those words to memory before nodding. She doesn't completely understand the situation by any means, but she's determined to get it all sorted out as soon as she can. From the looks of it, her continued survival may rely on it.]

Where did you get the Persona? It looked like some kind of supernatural force...

[puppet_show]

I'll keep that in mind.

[She pulls herself to her feet, but her legs are still quite wobbly beneath her.]

-Not for long, at this rate.

[papermache]

No problem. I can't either. *She smirks and gets down. She does walk a little oddly, but it's better than when she was on the stairs.* Alright, come on. How do you do this again... Persona!

*An angel appears and immediately runs a scan. Mila looks over.*

Okay, the thing's weak to fire, and we don't have fire. It's half dead, anyway, so we could probably just get away. Don't worry about the TP, I can just come back for it later.

[antiviolence]

[....Sigh.

He's not going to answer. He's just... going to rudely lift you up on to his shoulder despite your protest. Man, girl's weight, so light.

BRB finding hospital.]

[puppet_show]

[She blinks at the appearance of the angel, an expression of shock flitting across her features.]

Wh-what was that?!