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In all those cases, he had nearly shown them the full extent of his annoyance, but at the last second, reined it in. It was why he was different, he supposed. Thoughts were only dangerous when acted upon, and while any Persona among his collection could make him think thoughts, they couldn't make him do them. It was why he could call upon the highest of Archangels and not bow to its glory, why he could summon a dragon and not be tempted by its greed and avarice, and why he could hold a demon in his head and not be utterly corrupted.
They were trying to comfort him he knew, ease him into his new role, even if it was temporary, and he could at least appreciate the effort. Appreciate it enough that when Rias requested his presence in the Occult Club's meeting room to discuss strategy, he acquiesced without complaint.
The original plan had called for Issei to support the higher ranked pieces in battle, boosting each so that when they faced Riser's peerage, they could overwhelm their respective counterparts. It was not bad as plans tended to go. But that strategy went out the window when it became clear that Boosted Gear had still not recuperated from expelling all its power in that clearing. He was not surprised. He had expected it to remain inert for at least a few more days if not a full week. Rias had held on hope, however. If Issei's Gear could recover in time before the Rating Game it would make her peerage all the more stronger and all the more likely to win, especially now that she could count him among her ranks. Sadly, it was not to be, and she would have to make do without the crimson gauntlet's ability to boost.
He had listened patiently for a good twenty minutes while they formulated plans on how to incorporate him into their strategy, knowing it would be pointless. It had taken the members of SEES weeks of fighting the Shadows before they were familiar enough with each other's combat styles to become a truly cohesive unit. And that was only with the initial members of Yukari, Junpei, Akihiko, Mitsuru, and him. With each additional Persona user they gained, they had to reacquaint themselves with their styles to fit in their newest member until the cohesiveness was regained. What Rias and her peerage was suggesting was simply impossible within their limited timeframe.
He had pointed that out politely when the devil asked him for his input, mentioning that he was unused to their methods of combat. They had ample time to train together, and he had not. It was that simple. Better to have him roam autonomously and act independently than force him to fight with them and disrupt the unity they had developed as a team. Rias had agreed to that resignedly.
It was Kiba who directed their attention to the obvious. Why not call forth the dragon as they had seen him do before? It would be a simple affair to have Nidhogg cover Riser and her peerage with a breath of ice and be done with it. He had explained then that in most cases Personas could only be summoned one at a time, and the one he had chosen to call forth was the reason he was even capable of taking in the Rook. Its presence anchored his own with demonic taint, and should he summon another in its place, that essence would be gone, swallowed back by the Sea of Souls, and he would no longer be able to hold in the piece that had been implanted in him.
Rias took that explanation a step further, surmising that it was for that reason the current presence within him could not manifest, that in order to fool her piece into thinking he was a devil, the Persona he had selected had to stay anchored to his identity and could not be summoned. She was wrong on that count, but he led her into believing she was correct. If things went well, it would be a moot point anyways, and he would not need to call forth the demon into existence and deal with the fallout that would surely follow.
Akeno had asked then how he would exactly help them if he could not summon a dragon or the Persona he was currently holding. He had smiled and showed them the fire that he could pool in his hands, the flames that he could wield as though an extension of his own body, the inferno that he could conjure with a flick of his fingers. It was like this with all Personas. Once in his mind, their element became his element, their strengths became his strengths, and their weaknesses became his weaknesses as well.
A Rook who could cast like a Bishop yet remained proficient in close combat.
Kiba had shaken his head after his display and expressed the notion that the coming battle would, at the very least, be interesting.
That, he could agree on.
His first impression of Sirzechs Lucifer was a being of immense presence. It was sheathed behind a handsome face, concealed by a kind and compassionate demeanor, but like it had been with him and Rias in that clearing, it was still readily discernible. Power could never truly be hidden, only masked, and as he watched the older devil making his way around the waiting room, greeting each of Rias's peerage in turn, even he had to admit that the mask was worn exceptionally well. If it had not been for the demon within him sneering at the tall, graceful figure, he probably would have never noticed.
Tall. Handsome. The very picture of gentlemanly manners. He could almost hear Akihiko's fangirls squealing in delight.
He was also a siscon. But then again, everyone had their faults, and he wouldn't judge him for that.
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