Mementos Training

[returnher]

[Locke hasn't been idle. With everyone getting ready to move against the racist scumbag, Locke needed to get in shape, and that means training! So, he's been hitting up Mementos with reasonable frequency, fighting Shadows and testing the capabilities of his Persona, not going too deep of course but enough to get a good workout.

As such, he's also been hanging out at the Safehouse a lot, it's a good place to find people to delve into Mementos, and there's safety in numbers after all.

If you're interested, he's always welcome to bring you along. Or maybe you just ran into him in the Safehouse and wanted to strike up a conversation. Or perhaps you were on your way to or in Mementos yourself and ran into him. Plenty of possibilities. He's been entering under the onramp to I-5 in Burbank but he's usually pretty careful about not being seen and slipping in quickly.]

(OOC: Open post, feel free to use any scenario you want if you want to get in on Mementos Training)

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[runicking]

[ But this suits her purposes just fine.

She closes what little space there is between him in one small step, ramming into him hard with her right shoulder. Her fist, still holding a now crumpled slip of paper, aims for his solar plexus.

She will have to thank her father for all those self defense classes that he insisted she take. ]

[returnher]

[Locke catches her fist, holding it tight]

Now what was that for?

[There's little actual question in his voice and he hasn't broken eye contact once]

[runicking]

[ She was expecting him to catch her punch or at least dodge, but she doesn't quite anticipate how firm his grip would be. It's a little surprising actually, and a bit refreshing. Maybe she underestimated him a bit.

She slowly tries to unclench the fist he's holding, her eyes flick down to their hands, then back at him. ]

Just trying to leave an impression. You'll put in a good word for me, won't you?

[ Take it and don't say a word. ]

[returnher]

We'll see. They like interesting people in here. I'm not sure you can make the cut.

[He takes it and releases her fist]

[runicking]

[ And for that little comment, he gets another quick jab to the gut. He probably doesn't have to ask why she did that. ]

[returnher]

[He gives her a cocky, defiant grin, turns, and walks down the street.

While she's on campus the next day, a crumpled piece of paper will be tossed at her head. If she looks, she'll see Locke give her a meaningful look before walking off. The paper contains the following message:

Courtyard, DA Office, 3:00 PM Sunday]