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log! any style! Come meet the great Michel!

Character: Eikichi Mishina
Fandom: Persona 2: Innocent Sin
Player Name: Sammy /

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Eikichi woke up face-down on the pavement of the Plaza completely drenched. Son of a bitch. Now his clothes were all wet and his makeup was running. Dammit.

"Damn demons," he cursed, pushing himself to his feet then whipping out a hand mirror to fix his makeup. Looking bad was just out of the question. He had an appearance and a reputation to keep up, after all.

And when he put away the mirror, that was when he noticed something was wrong. He stuck out like a sore thumb, tall and twiggy, with bright blue hair, eyeliner, and heavy jewelry. Eikichi glanced around at the place. It didn't look like anywhere in Sumaru, not that much of the place was left now. It could be another rumor running rampant, changing Sumaru into something like this.

"Okay, someone tell me where I am and what the hell's going on?"

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Oooh! Blue hair! That was always a little bit exciting to Selphie. But then, she didn't really know where this guy was supposed to come from... Still, she approached with a bag swinging on her arm - cat treats for a certain kitty - and smiled at the stranger. "Hi!"

Well there was a sight for sore eyes. A human. A pretty one at that. At least he knew he was still on Earth - or at least he thought so. She didn't look Japanese, but more than that, she didn't look familiar. Not even a school emblem.

Eikichi grinned broadly. "Hey~"

Selphie was just pleased that he didn't look completely upset and lost, like most other newcomers.

"Hey there! Welcome to Vatheon!" And she just launched into her spiel about what Vatheon was, about no going home, about finding a new home, and new friends.

He listened but not that he really would remember. He'd probably forget 5 minutes from now. And not that there was much left of Sumaru City to go back to. But there was no reason he had to seem upset by this. A new start did mean new opportunities. And no overbearing traditional dad to fuss at him.

"No going home, huh." Eikichi shrugged. "Well I guess Japan can do without the Great Michel for a little while."

"Oh! You're from Japan? There are loads of people here from Japan! Some from Japan a loooong time ago, and some from Japan in the future - or something! So you'll be sure to find plenty of friends!"

He didn't seem too distraught, and Selphie brightened at that - telling people about Vatheon could be such a burden. "Oh, but you'll be wanting to get dry, I bet!"

"Oh yeah?" He grinned once again. Maybe there'd be a music producer here to hear his great debut. "Then I could make my great debut still!" Although there was no band here. Just Eikichi.

Oh right. That. "Well of course I need to dry off. All this water is messing up my beautiful appearance." He pulled the mirror, pushing his hair back out of his face.

"Debut? Like... a music debut?" After all, Selphie was so keen on music herself, with her singing, and her guitar. She heard the word 'debut', and that's what she associated it with too.

When he took out the mirror, she must have pulled an interesting face - pretty much never seen a guy do that before. "Okay. Well...there's a place that way with towels."

Forget the towels. He'll talk about himself instead. "That's right!" he replied excitedly. "I'm the lead singer of this awesome band, Gas Chamber! The great Michel~" Narcissism at its best. "I'll be the best and best looking singer out there! Just you wait."

Yeah, he might only be talking about himself, but the excitement catches on, and Selphie finds herself staring at him, bright eyed.

"Wow! Really? That sounds awesome!"

Though... she did have to someone question the best looking singer part. Not hugely, but it did make her look at him a bit more closely.

Oh sweet! An adoring fan already! Whatever this Vatheon place was, it was already working out to his benefit.

"That's right!" he replied again. But he was still missing one important factor. "I could debut all alone -- because I'm just that amazing at singing -- but I could really use some musicians. Well unless you've seen three guys wearing blue jackets like mine?"

Selphie was willing to bet he might want some backing vocals at some point, but she'd mention that later, when they were friends. Ah - she hadn't even introduced herself.

"Oh, and I'm Selphie, and I'd be super pleased to be a musician in your band!"

She sticks a hand out to shake his hand, then quickly takes it back, resorting to a bow instead - that was right, wasn't it?

"Eikichi," he replied, "But you can call me Michel." He was about to take her hand and shake it too, but she pulled away. So he offered her a bow in return. It was relatively informal but it was still a proper-ish greeting.

"Whatcha play?"

Argh, why did some Japanese people think it was fine? And then others like Kenshin freaked out? So confusing (and several hundred years different, too, she guessed).

"Oh! Uh...guitar, mostly, well, after singing. And bass guitar, violin, lil bit of saxophone..."

"You're like the whole band in one!" Eikichi was definitely impressed. "Whaddaya say you team up with the Great Michel to make music that'll rock this bubble!"

Selphie giggled at that, and couldn't help but be pleased. And now, the prospect of being able to play again, and maybe even have an audience?!

"Oh yes, please! It'd love it!"

"Great!" This was exciting. Even if he was stranded in a foreign world or the world at home really did end, at least he could still make music. Perhaps Tatsuya and the others would find there way here too.

"we'll get you all dressed up and start practicing right away~"

Selphie bounced a little on the balls of her feet, clapping her hands together!

"Awesome! What kinda costume should I get?"

Yeah, she's thinking of costumes and stages and props already!

"A band's image is just as important as its music," Eikichi replied informatively. He knew this stuff pretty well as his dream was to lead his own Visual Kei band.

"We'd need something wild and loud and beautiful like--- What's your favorite color, Selphie-chan?"

Of course, Selphie just nods, entirely in agreement with everything he was saying. Yup, yup. He seemed pretty right as far as she was concerned.

"Yellow!" She doesn't even hesitate - yellow is bright, beautiful, loud, and pretty! That had to work, always.

"Great!" Well that was a nice and bright color. Yellow hair wouldn't do as well as blue, though. Maybe streak it. "We'll have to design an awesome and loud outfit for you, like mine~"

"Like... yours..?"

Selphie blinked once, then she blinked twice, and allowed herself to stare at him for a moment or two.

"Okay. Do you design them yourself?"

"More feminine and cute, of course," Eikichi added. Visual Kei often had extravagant costume for the women. "I designed mine to make me more beautiful -- only the best for Michel, of course -- but I haven't designed a women's costume yet."

More feminine and cute? Selphie wrinkled her nose a little and placed a hand firmly on her hip - how much more feminine and cute could she possibly get?

Still, the idea was kinda exciting, "So what wouldya do to make ME more beautiful?"

"Hmm..." He put a thoughtful hand on his chin. She was pretty to begin with, but she needed a more Visual Kei flair. He wasn't as well-versed in women's wear. After all, he went to an all-boys school, so his band consisted of his friends, all boys.

"Maybe a bright yellow ruffly skirt, a cute fitted top or corset, some stockings - maybe dark to contrast -, and boots. The boots are a must."

Selphie blinked at him, just patiently waiting to hear his verdict on what she should be wearing. He had blue hair, so he must have interesting ideas, right?

"Oh! Oh! That sounds.. so cute!!" YES! The idea of that outfit in her head was amazing, and she could imagine skipping around on stage with that on.

"Let's get the outfits!!"

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