Pretty Pre-Raphaelites [Mod]

[Kyle Shibata]

Continuing his exploration of the museum, Kyle yawned a bit. He was starting to get a little tired but not enough to call it quits just yet. Or maybe he was just getting the infectious yawning from Sitri, who wouldn't stop stretching his jaw out of sheer boredom. Kyle often wondered just how alike he and his Persona were. Sitri was just as hotheaded as he was and they often argued and disagreed but in the end Sitri always let him have his way. Then again, there wasn't much else Sitri could do. Kyle briefly wondered if a Persona could turn on its User. He'd seen Vice summon his Persona and have it attack him for training but that couldn't go any further, right?

Actually, sometimes he just didn't get Vice. They had an understanding, a very good understanding, but that was all. He was quite content with that, too.

He huffed and flexed his shoulder, carrying his axe lazily on it.

[Erithania]

And then?

Painter Mother

Skills
Bufula
Agi
Zio

Null: Ice
Weakness: Fire

[Kyle Shibata]

Kyle's eyes snapped sharply at the Shadow that emerged from around the corner. He sneered at it's appearance, all the stately way the female form was reclined on the ridiculous sofa. Sitri snarled and glared at the Shadow, the hackles on his neck raised. He was ready for a good fight too.

"C'mon furball, you know the drill," Kyle said calmly.

Sitri roared and spread his wings, applying an enhancement of speed upon them with Sukukaja. This enabled Kyle to dodge the big ice attack that the Shadow sent at him, which left icicles growing out of the floor. Kyle responded by willing the leopard Persona to counter attack. Sitri reared back and swung his paw at the Shadow, sending a powerful slashing force at the Shadow, knocking it back and staggering it.

Kyle watched it stand straight again drunkenly and willed another attack. Sitri stretched his head upwards and roared, and a crackle of electricity went through his wings, calling down a big bolt of lightning on the Shadow, shocking it. It was left very weak, and Kyle watched it slump over, dazed. It attacked him with a small fire burst but he weathered it pretty well with a small grunt and countered with a powerful strike of his axe straight to the head of the 'mother' sitting on the sofa.

The strike severed the head clean off the body and sent it hurtling along the hallway, while the Shadow itself dissolved.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

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