It's Kind Of Upsetting How Much Akira Appears To Miss Morgana When He Leaves The Party For A While. I

It's kind of upsetting how much Akira appears to miss Morgana when he leaves the party for a while. I believe that Morgana and Akira are genuinely very good friends, especially since they spend practically every waking (and unwaking, I guess) moment together.

It's nice to see some of Akira's inner voice come out, especially since Morgana is usually the one talking for him. I imagine that in his hometown, Akira was very isolated and lonely, so he was able to easily welcome Morgana into his life. I'm sure he found it comforting having someone to look after him and keep him out of his head, at least in my opinion.

I think that if Morgana had stayed gone for any longer, Akira's mental health would have begun to seriously decline, not having someone around to care about him and make sure he's staying on track. At least, that's what I think. It's been a while since I played the beginning parts of P5, but it reminds me of when Yu first shows up in Inaba in P4TA. He's very closed off, not really willing to open up until he makes friends and discovers his powers. He just wants to keep his head down and let the year pass by without incident.

Ah, I'm rambling again. I just really think this part is interesting. I don't think it was handled properly, storywise, since it basically all hinged on the shit way Atlus characterized Ryuji and Morgana's relationship, but it is what it is. There's not even any closure or anything. Just this throwaway line in a safe room:

Like come ON JUST TALK. Oh well. In my heart, they're buddies that happen to butt heads a lot without really meaning anything. Except here it did? I dunno.

Beneath Their Masks Chapter 11 is Up!

I don't really have anything interesting to add to this portion of the post. I know I always say something here, but I am genuinely at a loss. So uh...chapter is up, everyone! Please get excited.

The quiet din of a space heater and the steady ticking of a clock were Sae's only company in her office. It was late, probably too late to still be at the office, not that Sae cared. If anything, she liked working late. Less of a chance for interruptions to come knocking at her door and ruin her flow. Sae was elbow deep in work. Well, not literally, but it felt that way to her. The problem about working for the Chief Prosecutor’s Office is that there was never any end to the amount of work to do. It piled up no matter what day of the year it was, let alone Christmas Eve. At least always having something to do made the days fly by.

Doing her best to catch up on emails before one of her few days off, Sae heard a knock at her door.

“Conference room is downstairs!” Sae said, slightly above a normal speaking tone, hoping that it was all that was required to send whoever-that-was away so she could get back to replying to her last email of the evening.

The door opened and Takeba stepped in. She was wearing a white sleeveless sweater with black slacks. Her hair was also up in a very tight bun. Typically, she wore very plain business-professional clothing around the office, so this was new for her. Sae had skimmed an office wide memo earlier in the week stating that the dress code for today was to be lax considering the Christmas Eve party, but she figured that she wouldn't be attending anyway. Not like she really had anything nice to wear other than her business attire anyway.

Beneath Their Masks Chapter 13 is Up!

Oh yeah, it's actually going up at a time for people to read it during the day! Wow! Also please excuse the confusing chronology. When I eventually finish P5R, I wanna go through these chapters again and fix up any mistakes or anachronisms that don't fit the timeline. Can you tell that I have basically no idea what I'm doing?

"Sis?"

"Hm?"

Sae was reading a legal journal on the couch, legs crossed, with a steaming cup of coffee in her free hand. Makoto hadn't seen Sae relaxed in a long while, so she would have been surprised…if she wasn't so nervous.

"Go on. I'm right here." Ann whispered. She placed a hand on the small of Makoto's back as reassurance.

"Sis…Ann and I…you see…" Makoto sputtered.

Sae closed the journal with one hand, setting it down next to her. The act of giving her sister her full attention would have been comforting to Makoto…if she wasn't so nervous.

Right. Ripping off the bandaid. How fitting that things had come full circle from when Ann and Makoto first started dating.

"Ann and I are dating. She's my girlfriend." Makoto finally said.

However long it took for the words to reach Sae's ears and her reaction couldn't have been longer than a couple seconds, but to Makoto, it may as well have been hours of awkward silence.

Beneath Their Masks Chapter 7 is Up!

Something a bit lighter than the last chapter. There's one more chapter for the vacation "arc" and that should be coming soon.

“Just hand your clothes to me and I’ll hang them up out here.” Ann said, through the curtain.

“No peeking!” Makoto joked.

“Ah! You got me. Guess I’ll have to keep my eyes to myself this time.” Ann joked back.

Makoto looked at herself in the standing mirror inside the stall for a moment. She was wearing a short black leather jacket over a white t-shirt with black slacks. It was simple, elegant, and “totally Makoto’s style”, according to Ann (who had helped Makoto pick it out). Makoto wasn’t used to being this bold with her style, normally sticking to hand-me-downs from Sae’s wardrobe, but she was beginning to find her own look. Not that she didn’t like the way Sae dressed, but she tended to maintain a very prim and professional appearance, more suited to office meetings and business lunches.

She shedded her current attire, handing it to Ann through the curtain, before slipping on the cream-colored sundress. It was long and airy, and although it was simple, it did add an air of carefreeness and serenity.

“I’m done, Ann.” Makoto said, as she slid the curtain aside. “What do you…think?”

Ann was nowhere to be found. There was a small pile of Ann’s clothes on the couch, and, noticeably, Makoto’s were missing.

“...Ah.” Makoto said to herself. “I see. I suppose two can play at this game.”

So I sleep on top of my covers, right? (Don't ask, I don't know either) and I woke up this morning (afternoon) under them.

Am I trying to tell me something?

Seriously though I haven't slept under my covers in months. I sleep on top of them with a smaller blanket. Why? I don't know! All I know is that it started during my fucked up sleep schedule days of going to bed at like 10am and waking up in the middle of the night. Then when my sleep schedule skewed so much that it was actually normal, I just kept doing it.

Fuck, another weird thing to add to the list of weird shit I do.

-sleeping on top of covers

-talking to myself

-*insert symptom of undiagnosed ADHD*

they do be jamming to tame impala

Wait i aint post this here wtf