[There is no one else helping her. What kind of teacher would let a kid fall out a window without contacting security? Honestly.]
Use the door!
[Another issue now that they're tiny - Mohammed has been pulled closer to the windowsill as the building grew, until he's standing right behind Mafuyu. The floor is twenty feet below.]
[ Security isn't very helpful for preventing broken legs or skulls, but it's not like he can call anybody from up here, up on the windowsill Mafuyu pulls herself up on and stands looking back at the door. It's true; they could probably walk right under the gap beneath the door and escape this hellhole, but it's too far now. The grass on her other side might provide enough cushioning, but there's also the matter of bugs...
Well, no, they can't escape bugs. It's a dusty old classroom, and there's a web right there on the corner, a headless, half-eaten fly caught on the sticky strands. Where there's a web, there's a spider close by, but where?
[He looks down, not up. Bugs their size can survive falls from this height, but he's not going to test that right now. The spiderweb catches his eye.]
If we use this as rope... [And steps closer, prompting the web's owner to spring down on a single thread. It stops just an inch in front of Mohammed's face.
Obviously, no one wants to fight a spider their size. They already had a bad time escaping one in May. Mohammed backs off with his hand in front of Mafuyu.]
[ It's a large spider, long spindly legs and an octet of eyes at stare at them both as it hangs by the thread. It looks hungry, in the way that any menacing creature looks hungry to wild imaginations, but even with their size and lack of weapons, Mafuyu stands her ground. ]
[ ............what is that tiny little fleck of ember. To think that Mohammed's Persona had messed her up so badly last month, and now, it's barely a spark, scaled down along with the two of them. ]
Right. Maybe light the web on fire? Then shove the spider into the flames.
We need the web to repel down to the floor. [This time, he sends Magician's Red flying at the spider to swipe at its belly with hot talons. Its legs shake in pain, but two fangs reveal themselves.]
[This backseat fighting irritates him. Mohammed does somewhat follow her advice, though he sends Magician's Red around the spider to swipe at it ones more, this time adding a bit of fire.
Another fireball.
Another fireball.
Magician's Red disappears. The spider is not engulfed in flames, but the fire is growing.]
It's only a matter of time until it leaves or dies.
[ There'd be no backseat fighting if he went ahead and beat the crap out of the spider without her goading, and Mafuyu's irritated too, fists clenched at her sides as she watches because she isn't in any position to jump in an fight and it's endlessly aggravating, watching the spider writhe in silent pair, legs twitching as it scuttles back and forth in place, a step too far back and the end threads of web that is their escape route catch on fire, and the spider then blindly careens towards Mohammed and Mafuyu on this narrow windowsill where there is little space to leap out of the way. ]
Mohammed steps in front of Mafuyu. Something stops him from getting on the floor and covering his head, effectively abandoning a kid. Something tells him that he has to stop her from getting hurt. He'll get the most of spider headbutt and fire, but that doesn't concern him as he pulls her down, shields her with his body, and summons one last fire in front of the spider's face.
It scuttles right into it. Eyes and fangs are useless. Its legs move frantically side to side, which would be comical in a cartoon and horrifying in real life. For a moment, it stands over Mafuyu and Mohammed, covering them in a hot shadow and stepping on a portion of Mo's jacket lying on the floor. He can feel the hairs on its legs stroke his sides.
Then it falls.
It bounces on Mohammed's back and ruins his dream, then falls to the floor.]
[ Her initial reaction is to scream. Screaming for Mafuyu doesn't always mean fear; sometimes it's used as a prolonged kiai in preparation to rush forward to fight— but this scream is of fear, in remembering that for how capable she is of shrugging off physical pain, fire lingers and burns and causes permanent damage to one's body that isn't guaranteed to heal up, no matter how young and spirited she is.
Under Mohammed's protection, she can't see anything of what's happening; she can only feel the literal heat of the battle as the spider draws close and Mohammed responds with fire of his own, and not being able to help throughout the entirety of this nightmare has been hell in itself. It's over before she can make sense of what happened, a burst of light to the side of her periphery that prompts her to pushes aside Mohammed's arm so she can see the spider fall to its doom. And promptly snaps her head up to look at Mohammed, fully expecting him to be similarly on fire, and very ready to wake up now before either of them dies in this dream and can no longer wake up. ]
[He's shuddering from the spider contact that he doesn't realize that the back of his woolen jacket has caught on fire. That was disturbing and he won't be surprised if he develops arachnophobia from this.]
[ Some semblance of praise!? Amazing. But the fire's out and there's no point in bringing that up, so Mafuyu claps Mohammed hard on the back with her hand instead. The web's in flames but their escape route's still there: the open window that she keeps a grip on his sleeve and yanks him out of, like what they should have done in the first place instead of squaring off against giant arachnids.
This way, they can shatter both their legs and be in momentary excruciating pain before waking up from the nightmare, a flawless plan. ]
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Mafuyu Kurosaki || Nightmare Event
[There is no one else helping her. What kind of teacher would let a kid fall out a window without contacting security? Honestly.]
Use the door!
[Another issue now that they're tiny - Mohammed has been pulled closer to the windowsill as the building grew, until he's standing right behind Mafuyu. The floor is twenty feet below.]
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Well, no, they can't escape bugs. It's a dusty old classroom, and there's a web right there on the corner, a headless, half-eaten fly caught on the sticky strands. Where there's a web, there's a spider close by, but where?
Don't look up. ]
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If we use this as rope... [And steps closer, prompting the web's owner to spring down on a single thread. It stops just an inch in front of Mohammed's face.
Obviously, no one wants to fight a spider their size. They already had a bad time escaping one in May. Mohammed backs off with his hand in front of Mafuyu.]
So much for...that plan. [Please don't eat them.]
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Summon your Persona.
[ Burn it to the ground. ]
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Right. [He forgot. Magician's Red appears with a screech and shoots out a hand. There goes a fireball slightly smaller than the spider's head!
It recoils and waves its arms around wildly.]
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Right. Maybe light the web on fire? Then shove the spider into the flames.
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Make your fire chicken grab onto it! Give it a hug and don't let go and let it burn up like our sacrificial cow!
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[This backseat fighting irritates him. Mohammed does somewhat follow her advice, though he sends Magician's Red around the spider to swipe at it ones more, this time adding a bit of fire.
Another fireball.
Another fireball.
Magician's Red disappears. The spider is not engulfed in flames, but the fire is growing.]
It's only a matter of time until it leaves or dies.
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Mohammed steps in front of Mafuyu. Something stops him from getting on the floor and covering his head, effectively abandoning a kid. Something tells him that he has to stop her from getting hurt. He'll get the most of spider headbutt and fire, but that doesn't concern him as he pulls her down, shields her with his body, and summons one last fire in front of the spider's face.
It scuttles right into it. Eyes and fangs are useless. Its legs move frantically side to side, which would be comical in a cartoon and horrifying in real life. For a moment, it stands over Mafuyu and Mohammed, covering them in a hot shadow and stepping on a portion of Mo's jacket lying on the floor. He can feel the hairs on its legs stroke his sides.
Then it falls.
It bounces on Mohammed's back and ruins his dream, then falls to the floor.]
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Under Mohammed's protection, she can't see anything of what's happening; she can only feel the literal heat of the battle as the spider draws close and Mohammed responds with fire of his own, and not being able to help throughout the entirety of this nightmare has been hell in itself. It's over before she can make sense of what happened, a burst of light to the side of her periphery that prompts her to pushes aside Mohammed's arm so she can see the spider fall to its doom. And promptly snaps her head up to look at Mohammed, fully expecting him to be similarly on fire, and very ready to wake up now before either of them dies in this dream and can no longer wake up. ]
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You have a little—
[ Mafuyu shrugs off her own jacket, and proceeds to whip him hard on the back. ]
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What?!
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[ Some semblance of praise!? Amazing. But the fire's out and there's no point in bringing that up, so Mafuyu claps Mohammed hard on the back with her hand instead. The web's in flames but their escape route's still there: the open window that she keeps a grip on his sleeve and yanks him out of, like what they should have done in the first place instead of squaring off against giant arachnids.
This way, they can shatter both their legs and be in momentary excruciating pain before waking up from the nightmare, a flawless plan. ]
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He hates this.
Oh my god.
Thankfully he wakes up just before they hit the ground.]