#muse mitsuru kirijo

[mikanlardyclinic]

[caramialunaestelle]

@lovers-wind sent:

“Your past mistakes are not who you are.” (for Mitsuru)

Reassurance || Accepting

They are struck by a profound silence as Yukari's words sink deep into her skin. Mitsuru takes a deep breath, the exhale shuddering as it leaves her lungs. There's a moment where she thinks she'll finally give in to her emotions and allow herself to cry, the tears are welling up and threatening to fall at any moment. But she refrains, lifting her sleeve to her face and gently wiping away the unshed tears. Her mascara stains the pristine white of her dress shirt.

"I can't help but feel all of this is my fault, Takeba-san," Mitsuru admits. "If I hadn't followed my father and his team into Tartarus when I was younger... If I hadn't shown the potential and awoken to Penthesilea that night. None of this would have happened. None of you would be burdened with fighting the Kirijo Group's battle... I... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry."

She finally breaks down, hands lifting to cover the shameful expression on her face as she lets herself cry for the first time in what feels like years. Mitsuru continues through graceless sobs, "I never meant for this to happen. I feel so guilty about dragging you into this mess, Takeba."

She takes a moment to try to compose herself. Although it's hard at first, after a few minutes, she manages to do so. "Thank you for being there for me through all of this. I really appreciate you."

[gluttonemporium]

D20: Yukari trying to stuff Fuuka's massive ass in her cleavage long enough that Mitsuru lets go of "executing" the Nav for eating her lunches.

Roll: 4...

"J-jeez Fuuka, you aren't making this easy! All this ass is hard to stuff down my- M-mitsuru!"

Yukari jumped on the spot as the fuming redhead rounded the kitchen corner - which made the giant pair of cheeks dangling out of her cleavage whap her in the face! Fuuka's entire bootyful lower body was left sticking out from her teammates chest, but she didn't have time to fully hide!

What came next was a flurry of pleading and struggling - as Mitsuru swooped down on them with Yukari struggling to explain. The sounds of muffled yelling and frantic swallows echoed from around the corner, before all went still...

"Phew... aiding and abetting a criminal is a serious crime, TakeBWUUUAAARP!" Mitsuru exhaled, stepping back into the main lobby with her belly hanging lower than ever and violently struggling. Now Yukari would be forced to suffer Fuuka's fate, all because she wasn't fast enough...

[dxfiedfxte]

Yet another thread relocation because this editor breaks too damn much lately T_T || @tacitusauxilium

✦✦✦~ Fuuka

“…I…lost Juno.” Fuuka whispered hoarsely, her eyes squinting in fear of Akihiko getting ready to yell at her. She clasped her hands together, trying to feel for her. She made sure Akihiko couldn’t get a word in as she continued speaking. “M-minato saved my life and it cost me my Persona. Minato’s shadow attacked me–through the chest–” Her hands shot to her chest, wincing in pain as she could feel the pain and lowered her eyes. “–a-and I can’t sense no one anymore! I-I can’t sense if anyone is in pain, if anyone is lost–I-I don’t want to be removed from the Shadow Operatives!” 

Akihiko listened to Fuuka’s woes; he was surprised that Juno seemed to have disappeared from Fuuka’s mind–heck, he didn’t know how Personas work but that they appeared. He quietly thought, and feared, that maybe the shadow that formed from Minato stole her Persona? He had never heard of it happening before–at least Mitsuru was getting the full story from Minato at this moment. Akihiko put a hand on top of Fuuka’s head and shook his head. “You won’t be removed–I’ll be sure of that. Fuuka, you’ve done so much for everyone then and now. I know Juno will come back to you. And if I am wrong, I’ll be sure to stop traveling the world and focus on college.”

Fuuka sniffed her nose, feeling a tickle of a laugh wanting to escape, but it stayed inside of her chest–she only nodded to his promise. Fuuka wouldn’t know how to act like a normal adult–go to college, become a doctor to satisfy her parents goals, and watch her lover have the freedom she couldn’t? She mentally shook the thought from her mind as Akihiko moved to reach for her water and snack and handed it to her. “…thank you.” Was all Fuuka could say as she clenched them closer to her chest.

Akihiko nodded and lowered his hand from the top of her head. “Come on. Let’s go back to the room–I’m sure Minato and Mitsuru want to talk to you and see you. Besides that, you need a bed to sleep in. Wouldn’t want Minato to get jealous of me carrying you to bed, right?” He joked, noticing that Fuuka didn’t really react quickly to the joke, and felt his heart twinging in sadness at how badly she was. Fuuka nodded slowly and felt Akihiko’s hand on her back, guiding her back to Minato’s room while feeling like an empty shell of a person. She was there physically but her mind was somewhere far away.

As he greeted her, the redhead kept her expression serious, but slightly gentle. While this was a serious discussion, it was still good to see him again, despite the bandaged and healing wounds, still in decent health. There was a lot to talk about, so Mitsuru would get right to the point of her visit and get Minato's full account of what happened, and what led up to him being in a hospital bed and recovering from a successful surgery, She had gotten the brief description of it, but she would need the full report, to better help assess what happened and what would possibly come next.

Booted heels click on the ground as she makes her way towards a chair by his bedside so she can listen. Besides, she was sure that this would be a bit of a long talk, so she figured she might as well sit down as they go over the event that had brought them here in full detail.

[{ ♕ }] - "As expected, you seem to be recovering relatively well. I'm glad. Unfortunately, I don't have enough time for a more adequate visit, so I'll get right to the discussion at hand. For now, let's start with when this shadow appeared, and what led up to the confrontation."

It was a bit of a shame that this wasn't a normal visit, Mitsuru had become a very close friend of his from their circle of friends, and everyone held a special place in parts of his heart, but Mitsuru wasn't just a close friend, she was also a mentor to him as well, she even went out of her way to ensure that the graves of his parents were being well-maintained and cared for to continue to respectfully honor their memory and that to Minato, meant so much. So, he wanted to give her all the details he could to help her further her investigation into the matter.

Taking a deep breath, Minato sat up a bit, albeit slowly given that he was still very early into the healing process. Closing his eyes, he begins to think, projecting the scene of everything that happened clearly in the back of his mind, grey-colored hues open, and he begins to explain, playing back the experience like a movie on a big auditorium screen.

[{ 🦋 }] - "I had just gotten back from a podcast, and Fuuka wasn't at the house, so I got worried. Only to get a picture text from her phone, but it wasn't Fuuka, it was the shadow... my shadow." One short pause as he revealed to her the identity of the aforementioned shadow that had been responsible for the state Minato was currently in.

[{ ♕ }] - "Your shadow? And you're sure it wasn't just taking your form? If this really was your shadow, then this may be more serious than I had originally anticipated." Minato's expression remains serious as he says nothing. The expression he wore was more than enough to tell her that he was serious.

[{ ♕ }] - "I see...please continue." She adds, convinced by the look on his face, she continues to listen to the rest of the recollection of what happened.

[{ 🦋 }] - "The text was a message, telling me to meet him at a specific location and it had a picture attached to it, a picture of Fuuka tied up, and she was hurt too. Needless to say, I rushed over. When I got there, he was waiting for me, and that's where the fight started." Minato continued to go over the rest of it, in full detail. He left nothing out. Moments later, he was finally finished.

Mitsuru remained sat in the chair for a few, carefully processing and pondering what all this could mean. Surely there was a larger scale to this encounter, ulterior motives involving a grand scheme. She had a strong sinking suspicion, that Minato wasn't finished with his shadow just yet, concerning, to say the least, but she had faith in Minato, he always seemed to find a way to go above and beyond every time, even in the most dire of situations. Regardless, Mitsuru was still determined to find her own share of answers.

[{ ♕ }] - "I see...I'm relieved that you were able to bring Yamagishi back and that you're still here with us. Regarding the shadow. At first, I thought that this situation was similar to Narukami and his friends with the way they awakened their powers. Yet, you were still able to use your Persona, so we can rule out any potential link to that. Still, it's quite concerning to think that a shadow could be that intelligent. let alone, enough to put together a plan to trap someone." She's quiet for a few moments before standing up from her seat. Before Mitsuru could say anything else, Minato stopped her by speaking.

[{ 🦋}] - "Mitsuru-san, there's one last thing I should tell you. I was going to let her tell you herself, but I wanted to give you a heads-up. It's the reason Fuuka is so down. For whatever reason, Fuuka lost Juno, and she's worried she's going to be removed from the team. I don't know how it happened, but all I know, is that my shadow beat her up pretty bad.. not just physically either..."

The sentence stops Mitsuru in her tracks, a single clicked heel as she stands in place to listen and take in what she has been told. It made sense, so that's why Fuuka looked so distraught. While her not having a Persona was a bit of a big deal, Mitsuru couldn't even dream of letting Fuuka go, she was one of her close friends, and also one of the best handywomen she knew, especially when it came to technology, removing her from the team completely would be absurd.

[{ ♕ }] - "Juno is gone...? That's horrible, and also very strange. I've never heard a case where a Persona disappeared from its user's mind entirely... I fear that your shadow may have somehow been responsible for it. Remove her? Unheard of. I would never remove her from the team. If it came down to it though, I would just put her in another part of the team, one that is good for her natural talent. Anyway, thank you for your report Minato-san. It was very informative, once I speak with Yamagishi, I'll try and see what I can do to help."

After the discussion ended, and on cue, the sound of footsteps, could be heard outside the door, Minato had hoped that at least, she would be able to eat, she needed food after what happened Upon the door opening, Minato gave Fuuka a small smile, while Mitsuru gave a slight one as she took back her card. Now that Minato had explained, she understood that losing Juno wasn't Fuuka's fault, there was just something more to it. Just as Mitsuru had theorized, it was most likely his shadow that was the cause of it. Minato just hoped he would have enough recovery time when the time to face him again.

[{ ♕ }] - "Ah, Yamagishi. I've just finished speaking with him, so if you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you now and get you're account on what happened, please do include as much detail as possible, the more I know, the better I can be of assistance."

[nevermindtheweights]

But how does Nazuna have all the money to feed others?

She has a good mentor and supporter--

[smol-sirens-garden]

"We made this for you last year...but after everything that happened...I wasn't too sure on handing it over", Mitsuru smiles softly as she hands over the wooden photoframe, that's obviously been crafted with care. It contains a picture of back when they'd been children, Mitsuru, Aki, Shinji and even Akis little sister, one of the rare pictures that she'd been able to track down, "I think...I think it belongs with you. I know he'd have wanted you to have it too" (Mitsuru to Aki from Mira)

He raised a brow, taking the photo and looking it over. He smiled wide, fingers tracing over Miki and then Shinji slowly. He couldn't believe that it was about to be a year. It hadn't hit him yet that the anniversary of his death would be so close to his birthday.

"We? Did Shinji help then?"

He chuckled, tears starting to stream down his face as he gently held it close. It was honestly the best gift he had been given.

"Thank you Mitsuru. I'll treasure it."

He smiled despite the tears, leaning in to lightly peck her cheek.

[caramialunaestelle]

"There aren't many rules I deem worthy of breaking, Noburu."

"Yeah, but if you found rules you didn't want to follow, you'd break them without a second thought and use all the power at your disposal to change them."

[virtuousfuta]

Secretary Gifs 4A (for Mitsuru) - @marukyustrxptease (Fuuka)

It was another long and hard day at the office in more ways than one. Thankfully Mitsuru was offered assistance in at least one of those ways. Making sure to not too make too many noises or faces while Fuuka serviced her member from under her desk.

[mikanlardyclinic]

robutt with no smell

but those bio-hazard warnings least give off whos around

They activate extremely frequently.. She might be simply waddling around but being near fuuka's room activates it.. Delivering her her extremely unhealthy snacks and energy drinks makes her systems tell her to decontaminate the area.. As she's looking directly at fuuka...

"i..ish t..there a problem aigish-shan?.. FRRRPFFLTBTT!!!~ a..ah.. I..im s..shorry!.. I..i couldn't h..hold it in anymuhre.."

The next biohazard area was in the lower floors... Yukari with her gut dragging to the ground while she was sitting still somewhat mobile unlike fuuka.. And tried to keep herself decent.. A pink top that didn't contain her flabby tits really well and some extremely tight unbuttoned shorts.. Letting her belly flop freely..

"oh hi aigis... Are you looking for kotone.. She's probably in her room..saw her come back with a massive ordee from duck burger... {and she didn't share...}"

Yukari said under her breath as she buried herself on a book.. Even if she didn't reek as bad as fuuka her body odor was still quite potent alerting aigis systems once again, Yukari was one of the only ones that insisted on showering but She informed you that she outgrew her tub a few days ago.

Your systems detect a third biohazard approaching.. Mitsuru kirijo entered wheezing grease on her face.. It seems the deal with okumura foods is going well..

"ahh... Brrouuupp!!!~ g..good.. A..afternoon e..everyone... Ahh.. Frrrrrbbshlouuush!!!!!~ ah.. E..excuse me.. I..I'll be i..in my room.. Resting if you require my asistance.."

Her black skirt didn't cover anything it was just the remains of it stuck on her sweaty skin.. Her white cardigan popped letting her pale gut free..

You decide to go check on your leader.. You rise the stairs at triple the speed of mitsuru.. As you reach the second floor mitsuru is wheezing on the 3rd step of the stairs, you slowly reach your leader's room knocking the door you're welcomed by her plump greasy face.. Covered in foodstains giving you a smile

"BWOOOOOOOURP!!!~ a..ah h..hi aigish!.. I'm s..sorry i can't let you in.. I..im d..doing something private right now.."

The blast of foul wind hits you face first.. You feel yourself overheat as your fans whir loudly To cool you off..

"we are not finished yet~ please continue gorging yourself with these lard coated delicacies~"

"i..I'll be back later!.. D..dont worry!.."

The door closes as the sound of gorging continues... It seems somebody else was with her..

You start overheating once again..

[caramialunaestelle]

@quirkycombatants || Liked for a Starter! (Mitsuru)

She was not unaware of the eyes on her as she strutted through the crowd of thugs and vagrants. She was more than used to prying eyes. She was, after all, the current head of the Kirijo Group and its associated businesses. It was only natural that she'd be in the spotlight.

She weaved her way through the crowd, ignoring the leering glares of men whose intentions were probably not very good. She stopped short of the main fighting area, turning on a stiletto heel to face the group of misfit thugs. "Good evening," She greeted, taking off her sunglasses and flipping her long red hair over her shoulder in a dramatic flair.

"I need someone who can fight," She announced. "That's why I brought you all here tonight. I want the best of the best. So here's how it will work; You'll be paired up to fight. Winner moves on to the next round. Last man - or woman - wins."

[caramialunaestelle]

As she walked down the steps to the girl's dorm floor, she felt a tightness in her chest. It was not a feeling she'd ever felt before, but it was paired with the familiar sensation of shame and disappointment. As Mitsuru heard him call after her she hesitated, considering turning around and apologizing for being so harsh on him, but she stood her ground and continued down the steps before rushing to her dorm room and closing the door behind her.

She pressed her back against her dorm room door, a frustrated sigh escaping her as his words replayed repeatedly in her head. Aaron wasn't right! He couldn't be! She wanted this! She wanted to be the perfect daughter, the heiress to the Kirijo Group. She wanted...

To run away from it all.

And she had been feeling that way for a very long time now.

"This is ridiculous," she huffed, pushing away from the door and crossing the room. She scooped up the keys to her motorcycle and turned around, deciding a bike ride would be the best way to clear her head.

He hadn't expected that reaction... Somehow. He'd been so caught up in his rage, his righteous indignation for something he didn't, and couldn't, understand, that he wasn't thinking clearly. So having his bias called out like that was... somewhat eye-opening.

... Didn't change his mind though.

"Well, nothing you've said has given me any confidence in whoever this is! And besides, if those meetings were in public, it hardly counts as any indication of his character! Everyone stays on their best behavior when they've got an audience!"

Her second point gave him pause. Had he really been ordering her around? That's not how he'd meant to come across, but when he was screaming his head off the whole time, it was easy to misunderstand his intentions.

His tone softened in response, fists unclenching at his sides.

"I wasn't... I didn't mean to-" He said softly, so soft it was hard to know if she could've heard it from where she was now.

"I'm not trying to give you orders. I'm just trying to convince you to give this another look! I don't- I don't want you to go along with this and regret it."

He could've followed her, could've fought her on her "punishment," if it could even be called that. He didn't work for her, he wasn't a part of S.E.E.S, he was working alongside them because their goals aligned, because he needed a guide to this unfamiliar time to figure out what he was here to prevent (He still didn't remember that part. Heck he didn't even know if he had a reason to be here. Not definitively), and it's not like anyone could stop him from going out anyway. Not unless she wanted to bench Aigis as well to keep an eye on him.

But he didn't. He didn't want to make things worse, step to far out of line and risk breaking her trust entirely.

Instead he just hung his head low, staying where he was and responding with a simple "Yes ma'am..." as she began walking down the hall.

Still... he needed to try one more time. Not from a place of anger, but of concern.

"Just think about it." He called out after her. "Please..."

[gluttonemporium]

Mitsuru subjects the women of SEES to endurance training in her guts. All they have to do is keep struggling for at least two hours and she’ll set them free! In practice though… there were mixed results.

"It has been: 41 minutes, 35 seconds since ingestion. All systems functional, Mitsuru-san."

"Um, Yukari-chan? Mitsuru-san, I've lost sight of her! I-is she still in here with us?"

"Uuugh... yes, Yamagishi. Takeba is still inside me, just... further down."

Mitsuru clenched the bridge of her nose between her fingers. She left out the part where Yukari wasn't moving much anymore, and felt significantly softer. This was supposed to be a beneficial excercise, to simulate the worst case scenario if they were actually devoured whole by a shadow!

But watching her tummy flail about with sluggish abandon, she was starting to have her doubts...

[mikanlardyclinic]

Nobody tell her the onky wheels mitsuru has now is her overworjed mobility scooter.. She would probably still wanna be ran over..

[caramialunaestelle]

She'd never bothered to venture out and explore the very city she had lived in her entire life. She didn't know that the Iwatodai Strip Mall was filled with life this late at night. Mitsuru gazed in awe at the nightlife; watching as students from Gekkoukan gathered together to eat or shop, couples getting a late-night snack together, businessmen passing through on their way home, among others.

She'd been too engrossed in people watching to notice the car. A small gasp left her when Akihiko protected her from getting hit, her face flushing pink at such a silly mistake. She knew basic traffic safety and yet she'd acted as if it'd been her first night out in the real world.

She crossed the road quickly, her face warm as she shook her head. "I didn't know the mall was so busy after nightfall," she explained. "I've always believed there was no reason to come here in the evening. So it's rather jarring to see it like this."

She let him lead her up the spiral staircase to the second floor, a delectable scent wafting toward her as they moved closer to the Hagakure Ramen shop. Her stomach growled - she hadn't realized how hungry she actually was until now. "I guess I just... have a lot on my mind these days," she added, glancing at the menu posted at the door.

"Of course. I'll treat you to the best one." As much as he loved exercising and maintained his own diet, even he could deviate from it sometimes. Especially when it came to beef bowls. There's something about the way it's made that protein can't replace. Following her to the strip mall, he noticed how entranced she seemed to be by, what he assumed to be, the nightlife in Iwatodai.

"Careful." He put his arm in front of her to stop her from going any further and letting a car pass with an awkward nod and a wave. Once it did, he made sure they crossed the road safely this time.

"It's not like you to get so distracted. What's the matter? Can't get over how calm and peaceful it is at this time?" He joked with a chuckle in the middle of getting her upstairs to the place he loved so much. "C'mon, let's go inside."

[caramialunaestelle]

@s1lver-bullet sent:

Jowi entered the Kirijo Group’s HQ, walking to the front desk. He stood out like a sore thumb here, and hated how stuffy the place was. Far too fancy for his tastes, with far too many people staring at him like he was lost. “Hey… I’m Jowi Tycho, I have an appointment with…” He held up the business card Aigis had given him, and squinted, reading the partially crumpled card, “Mitsuru Kirijo. She’s the boss around here, right? Had something to talk to her about after meeting her bodyguard.”

Unprompted Asks || Always Accepting!!

The young woman behind the reception desk in front of Mitsuru's office was rather timid when Jowi approached, her long brown hair fell over her shoulders as she bowed her head respectfully at him, glasses nearly falling off as she straightened her back again. "G-Good morning! Kirijo-san is currently in the gymnasium, practicing. You must be Tycho-san, yes? I'll page her to let her know you've arrived. Please have a seat. M-My name is Fushimi, if you need anything while you wait, please let me know."

The woman nervously picked up the phone and dialled an internal extension line. After a brief discussion with whoever was on the other line, she hung up. "Tycho-san? Kirijo-san would like to meet with you in the gym. Follow me please."

The secretary led him down three floors to a large gymnasium, once inside he was met with a tall redheaded woman in fencing gear. She stood tall and proud, with her weapon pointed directly at Jowi. A smile pulled at her lips before she quickly moved back into the en-guard position and then just as quickly returned the sabre to her side.

"You must be the planeswalker Aigis told me about," Mitsuru greeted. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. You've caught me in the midst of practice. Do you fence?"

[gluttonemporium]

What happens if you interrupt Mitsuri and Obanai’s weekend hookups?

For one thing, you earn Obanai's unending scorn for cutting their time together short! If he didn't already have a reason to hate you, that is. Mitsuri will only blush whenever she sees you from now on, but won't really hold a grudge. Those "sessions" can last a long time, so gettint caught is always a risk...

Also, you could be really ballsy and join in. They'll both remember you for different reasons after that, no matter who you choose~