hush

[whatoncewaswhole]

Who: Open to anyone!
Where: Everywhere at first, but leading up to the Virgo District.
Summary: There's an odd feeling in the air, in the wake of the Scorpio incident...
Warnings: Secondary, small plot event
The city was in a sort of rebuilding lull after the Scorpio incident. People swept debris off their porches as Wand operatives did their best to calm the demon population- the post-battle issues would probably have lasted quite a long time, if not for an odd intervention.

The twenty-seventh of October was an oddly quiet night in Hinoto-Ri. The silence seemed to scrub the streets clean, even if only metaphorically. A soft, humid rain drizzled down over the city like a blanket, lulling those who were still awake and patrolling. Yet, there were not nearly as many demons as usual; something unheard of for the town, and too suspicious to leave be, especially in the wake of Skorpios.

At about eleven, the rain picked up, more of a downpour than anyone could have expected- and there was a sound. No, more than that- it was music.

At first, the tune was simply an irritation, but as the minutes ticked on, it wormed its way much deeper. Like a fading echo, it pushed through the rain from parts unknown, calling out with it's last, faint breath. Yet never did it cease. The song begged to whatever persona users would heed it, beckoning them softly to follow it...whatever 'it' was.

Anyone who heard the melody would find themselves lured to the same place- a small row of shops in the Virgo district. The rain was harsh, yet could barely whisper over the song's intensity by then...

[ OOC: The half of this log set on the 27th is just a mingle, to ponder over what could be happening- feel free to make ridiculous theories, or what have you! The half set on the 28th will go up tomorrow, and will kick off the event proper. ]

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[back_to_the_past]

A robed figure emerges cautiously from his hiding place. The fear that had plagued him for the last few days had vanished like dew before the rising sun.

The second thing he noticed, after the lack of fear, was the distant, haunting music floating on the wind. Curious, he followed it, occasionally stopping to try and figure out what direction it was coming from.

Eventually, he came across a crowd of people, which he started weaving through, looking for the pipes player.

[maybe_a_king]

A samurai.

There was what looked like a proper samurai here and if there was a samurai that meant her uncle would eventually make a beeline to him. Which further meant Arturia should stick by him in case such a thing happened.

So she approached the man and held her umbrella over him in an attempt to keep him dry.

"You heard it as well?"

[back_to_the_past]

The Samurai's hat made the umbrella largely unnecessary.

"Yes."

[maybe_a_king]

Well, yes, but it's the thought that counts.

"I wonder: do you suppose it might be related to the incident that just happened?"

In Arturia's mind it would have to be a huge coincidence for the two to not be related.

[echo_of_a_jedi]

"If you're looking for the source of the music, I don't think it's really here," Meetra said to the white-robed man, her own brown hood up against the rain again. "Not physically, anyway."

[back_to_the_past]

"But surely it must be coming from somewhere..."

[echo_of_a_jedi]

"Well, look around. Do you see anyone but guests reacting to the music?" she asked, pointing out a few unconcerned locals huddling past in the night's downpour. "It's hard to tell the difference between your ears and your mind's ear sometimes, but I think we're hearing it with the latter."

[awww_yeeeeeaaaah]

...Wow. Talk about looking at a blast from the past. Not that he could afford to be distracted, but...hmm.

"Kind of early for Halloween, isn't it?" Says a teenager wearing a hooded jacket that has what can only be described as "Bunnny Ears." But hey, Jack's probably seen stranger, right?

[back_to_the_past]

So much stranger you don't even know, kid.

As for Jack, He didn't quite know what to do with this comment.

"...No?"

[awww_yeeeeeaaaah]

He...stares, blinking a little at him missing the joke.

"That's...not a costume?"

[back_to_the_past]

"This is how I always dress."

[awww_yeeeeeaaaah]

...Hold on, he just needs to process this. Thankfully it doesn't take long, as this is a kid who's seen a lot of other shit, so seeing a dude dressed that traditionally isn't that odd.

"Cool! Don't see that a lot nowadays."

He smiles, at least trying to be friendly, but his eyes gravitate toward the streets again.

"...Trying to find that piper?"

[back_to_the_past]

"No, you don't."

He sounded very resigned of this. A subject change was a welcome thing.

"Yes. It is a very strange song."