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Power levels dangerously low... please seek out the nearest recharge station...
It would've been too much to ask for infinite battery life in this dimension, wouldn't it?
He lets out a curse as his shot misses a Preta, distracted by the warning that's been sitting in his HUD for days, which has finally started blinking on and off, a sign that he's dangerously close to running out of battery. Even his backup power supply is running out, as the ever-blaring alarm in his head ever so graciously informs him every other hour, with increasing frequency as he continues to avoid charging up.
2.47% left, a quick internal scan reveals.
God. Fuck.
He's... where would he even find a charging station, in this place? Since one of his sisters is here too, she must have a place to charge as well, but he's loathe to ask where, involved with Kirijo as she still is.
There's always the possibility that his usual station has appeared in this Tokyo, but...
With growl, he throws off the Preta when it charges at him, before vaporizing the thing with a quick Megidolaon from Loki. Mikage-cho has been a great way to both blow off steam and hide away from the others, even if the constant barrage of demons only drains him all the more. Despite that conversation with Morgana and Renée having been... enlightening, in some regards, and texting those who deigned to check up on him, he still doesn't want to see anyone right now.
The files in his head stand out as always. He's given up on trying to remove them himself, especially when power is becoming such a precious resource.
He senses another horde of demons approaching- more powerful ones, this time. He should probably get out of here.
His internal alarms still blare at him when he arrives at the nearby shrine- a place that demons seem to avoid, and he's so... tired isnt the right word, but he feels sluggish. His systems aren't working at their best performance, one by one cutting their own useage in order to keep his body running a little longer in general. A scan outside the shrine reveals that the demons are still hanging around.
... Well. No use in using up more power than he needs just twiddling his thumbs while he waits for them to leave. He can't exactly afford that right now.
2.13% left.
He settles himself against one of the internal walls- out of sight, so people looking in don't see him immediately, and allows his thoughts to drift.
Entering sleep mode...
His eyes lose their glow as he powers down, head slumping forwards, and in less than a second, he's gone.
He lets out a curse as his shot misses a Preta, distracted by the warning that's been sitting in his HUD for days, which has finally started blinking on and off, a sign that he's dangerously close to running out of battery. Even his backup power supply is running out, as the ever-blaring alarm in his head ever so graciously informs him every other hour, with increasing frequency as he continues to avoid charging up.
2.47% left, a quick internal scan reveals.
God. Fuck.
He's... where would he even find a charging station, in this place? Since one of his sisters is here too, she must have a place to charge as well, but he's loathe to ask where, involved with Kirijo as she still is.
There's always the possibility that his usual station has appeared in this Tokyo, but...
With growl, he throws off the Preta when it charges at him, before vaporizing the thing with a quick Megidolaon from Loki. Mikage-cho has been a great way to both blow off steam and hide away from the others, even if the constant barrage of demons only drains him all the more. Despite that conversation with Morgana and Renée having been... enlightening, in some regards, and texting those who deigned to check up on him, he still doesn't want to see anyone right now.
The files in his head stand out as always. He's given up on trying to remove them himself, especially when power is becoming such a precious resource.
He senses another horde of demons approaching- more powerful ones, this time. He should probably get out of here.
His internal alarms still blare at him when he arrives at the nearby shrine- a place that demons seem to avoid, and he's so... tired isnt the right word, but he feels sluggish. His systems aren't working at their best performance, one by one cutting their own useage in order to keep his body running a little longer in general. A scan outside the shrine reveals that the demons are still hanging around.
... Well. No use in using up more power than he needs just twiddling his thumbs while he waits for them to leave. He can't exactly afford that right now.
2.13% left.
He settles himself against one of the internal walls- out of sight, so people looking in don't see him immediately, and allows his thoughts to drift.
Entering sleep mode...
His eyes lose their glow as he powers down, head slumping forwards, and in less than a second, he's gone.
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The shrine seems like a good place to catch his breath, but then he sees Falcon, completely idle.
Maybe this isn't the right time. Maybe he should mind his own business, but curiosity compels him, and he moves closer, tapping Falcon's shoulder.
"Hey. Are you all right?"
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There is no movement. Falcon's eyes remain half-lidded and dull.
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Not so worrying that Raven doesn't try again, though. Time for another poke.
"Falcon? Are you in there?"
Hopefully he won't go hostile again...
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Something's nearby.
On the outside, there's a twitch, and light returns to Falcon's eyes as his systems stutter into action again, widening a fraction after awareness returns. There's an undignified squawk as he rolls to the side, nearly destroying a plate with offerings nearby as he does so, combat protocols activating, and-
Ah.
"Raven," he says, aborting his combat protocals and arms lowering back down (a little more jerky than the movement should be), his face pulling into a scowl.
The red battery flashes on his HUD, and a quick scan informs him that that stunt alone dropped his remaining power supply by a decent amount. Despite himself, the scowl turns into a grimace, pulling himself upright with what looks to be more effort than it should be. He feels slow and sluggish, and his movements reflect it. 1.78% left.
"What are you doing here?" he asks, regardless.
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Does he need healing, or is there more to it? He probably shouldn't assume.
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Yes, he's avoiding the question, but he's... not sure how to act. Last time he talked to Raven over text, it was... awkward. He can admit that everyone's intervention was necessary, but that doesn't mean he's happy to see them, or completely trusts them. Even if Raven is just a child, he still is a Persona user.
What a bad state to be caught in, either way. The flashing on his HUD is annoying and distracting.
"..."
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Well... it doesn't look like Raven has bad intentions, at least. He probably didn't expect to run into Falcon either. Should he tell him?
... Ah, fuck it. What else does he have to lose? He'll power down in a few minutes again, anyway.
"My battery's running a little low, that's all", he says, putting his own hand on his hip and looking away. "Nothing to con-cern-cern-cern yourself with."
He winces as his voicebox fritzes for a moment, redirecting the necessary power from elsewhere to correct the issue. Are his eyes dimmer than before? He wouldn't notice himself.
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He clearly needs it. Ergo, it'd be foolish to leave Falcon behind.
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He's lying through his teeth and he knows it. The battery icon has taken over his entire HUD. He goes to cross his arms, ready to tell Raven off some more, and-
...
... His arms won't move.
Batterly levels critical. Entering power saving mode.
Both his arms drop next to him like potato sacks, and his sensors go dead. Only visual and audio input remain to warn him of his surroundings. Loki and Robin whine in his chest, thrumming with concern.
Raven keeps staring at him, too.
"Fucking, god. Fine," he admits. If anyone's not going to take advantage of him, it's probably Raven. "You're not telling anyone of this, but there's... a block, in Kichijoji. Owned by that scumbag, in my world. It looks like a residential building, but it's basically my prison ward. There might be something there."
His words are halting and unsteady, his voicebox moderator giving out slowly but surely.
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Robin Hood materializes beside him, gazing down at Falcon.
"See if you can carry him."
As he kneels down to lift Falcon, Robin Hood looks rather apologetic. Hang in there.
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Still, he does not say anything about it, because he cannot fucking move, his entire body slumping uselessly in Robin Hood's arms. His head hangs awkwardly off the side, and all in all, he sort of looks like a ragdoll. A very angry, mechanical ragdoll.
His own Robin Hood brushes against his soul. They're here to help and you know it.
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Nodding, his Persona follows after him as they make their way back toward the Velvet Room. With luck, it'll only take a few minutes to get Falcon charging comfortably.
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"Left here," he directs. 0.76% remaining. "Walk until you see the conbini with the red roof. Second street on the right from there."
He continues giving directions, watching his power tick away. His voicebox flickers out a few turns before they make it to the building.
Ugh. Uuuuuugh.
"On your left, there is an alley. Take it," he says, in the robotic, flat voice of a text-to-speech; not as power intensive as his synthetic voice. "At the end of the alley, the building wiiiith theeeee naaaameeeee Fuuuuuuu-tuuuureeee..."
His voice slowly cuts away, like a walkman running out of power, and his eyes lose their glow, going dull once more.
Out of power. Shutting down.
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But no matter. He follows his directions to the best of his abilities, eventually finding what he hopes is the correct building.
"Try and scan for his charging station. It may help us narrow things down..."
His Persona sighs, but does just that as they enter the building. Let's see...
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Most floors appear as normal residential areas. Starting from the 10th floor, however, a special residential pass is needed to proceed. One would assume these are more high rise, expensive apartments.
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Hopefully this will work, allowing him to gain access to the entire building.
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A plain pass with an ID chip at the top gets deposited on the front desk- perfect size to insert in the reader at the elevator. The cognition smiles.
"Here you go, honey. Don't lose it again, you hear?"
With that, she goes back to staring straight ahead.
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"Let's take it to the top. You can scan each floor as we pass it to get a closer read on the area, and then we can select the correct floor from there."
That does sound efficient... Very well.
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The 11th floor seems like a regular high end suite, with paraphernalia partaining to the interests of one Goro Akechi. A bookshelf filled to the brim, a television, a stack of magazines on the coffee table. The full DVD rerelease of the first edition of Phoenix Ranger Featherman. A chess set alongside other strategy games, a personal computer, a bedroom, a bathroom, and so on.
The next floor makes it clear that this is more than a residential building; archives upon archives filled to the brim with notes on Falcon's body, on his circuitry, his personality module, his memory, his internal database, his Personas, his access to the Metaverse. All of it neatly labeled; one need only choose a topic in order to gain proper knowledge about Falcon.
The floor after that... cold. Gloomy. There's a sense of dread that comes alongside it. An adjustable table with metal cuffs, screwdrivers, computers, cables, wires, plugs, chips, odds and ends. Spare parts, a few torn apart robotic limbs, multiple sets of the prosthetics that hide Falcon's robotic legs.
The 14th floor is promising; it is comprised of a single, incredibly large machine that seems plugged into a private electricity network. It looks like a chair with set contact points, cables leading out from under it.
The 15th floor seems to be another residential floor.
The 12th, 13th, and 14th floors do not have windows, and are smaller than the other floors; from the outside, there simply look to be apartments, lived in and homely, but ultimately a facade.
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With the press of another button, Raven sends the elevator back down a floor. As they emerge, he cautiously approaches the machine.
"Try placing him down gently. We don't want to jostle him too much."
Nodding, Robin Hood follows his directions and sets Falcon in what is hopefully a charging device.
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...
Awareness comes to Falcon like he's swimming up from the bottom of the ocean, his mind feeling far away from his body. His systems greedily drink in the charge from the device as they all come back online, one by one. At first, the only indication that he's been powered on again is a blink. A twitch from his limbs. A blue pulse faintly visible beneath his mesh. Then, his body resettling itself to sit up straight, and finally, the lights in his eyes coming back on, alongside his consciousness.
Reboot successfull.
Timestamped: dd/mm/yy ??:??:??
Error: Date and Time unknown.
Emergency shutdown detected. Please stand by...
The first thing he sees is the expectant eyes of Raven, and, still a little bleary from running out of power, he blinks slowly.
"Raven. Hello."
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Raven dips his head down slightly. His Persona disappears in a burst of light, to make the situation seem less threatening.
"Do you feel better now?"
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ah, the trauma is here
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it's me boy I'm the ps4
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