Something stirred in the reaches beyond Mirai's mind.
There, beyond the conscious thoughts, waited a crimson snake, long and thin, lithe and hard, coiled and erect, and also extremely hungry. It had been quite some time since the time he had fed it last. It's tail vibrated and shook his thoughts all upside down, simply because he was uncomfortable; he was wanting to feed it all these people rather than accept their help instead.
So his eyes were turning to Horaoku-sensei quite slowly. Then he smiled quite nicely. A dangerous gleam came into his eyes, and he was flexing his hand. Clearly he intended to engorge himself at the other man's expense - for he was not so cruel that he couldn't feed it some more.
He coiled his fingers tighter around his Evoker and found himself getting to the unpleasant task of waking it up. Now the space behind his eyes began to fill, not with rising fear but unbridled rebelliousness. Then he was acting swiftly and thrusting the Evoker at his stomach, stabbing, cutting and sweating. He was struggling, but his Persona came, forcing its way into the world to circle its body around him tightly, like a ball puffed with air.
He had been keeping a wary eye on his handlers. Now he saw them in a different light, not in the figurative sense of the world but the literal. He stood in the middle of Varsavarti's coils and communed with it - which he felt was like being alone in the darkest woods at midnight.
Varsavarti was saying there was nothing remarkable about this man. And at that point he whistled to himself as he realised what he could do with this power.
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There, beyond the conscious thoughts, waited a crimson snake, long and thin, lithe and hard, coiled and erect, and also extremely hungry. It had been quite some time since the time he had fed it last. It's tail vibrated and shook his thoughts all upside down, simply because he was uncomfortable; he was wanting to feed it all these people rather than accept their help instead.
So his eyes were turning to Horaoku-sensei quite slowly. Then he smiled quite nicely. A dangerous gleam came into his eyes, and he was flexing his hand. Clearly he intended to engorge himself at the other man's expense - for he was not so cruel that he couldn't feed it some more.
He coiled his fingers tighter around his Evoker and found himself getting to the unpleasant task of waking it up. Now the space behind his eyes began to fill, not with rising fear but unbridled rebelliousness. Then he was acting swiftly and thrusting the Evoker at his stomach, stabbing, cutting and sweating. He was struggling, but his Persona came, forcing its way into the world to circle its body around him tightly, like a ball puffed with air.
He had been keeping a wary eye on his handlers. Now he saw them in a different light, not in the figurative sense of the world but the literal. He stood in the middle of Varsavarti's coils and communed with it - which he felt was like being alone in the darkest woods at midnight.
Varsavarti was saying there was nothing remarkable about this man. And at that point he whistled to himself as he realised what he could do with this power.
"... Wow."