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[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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[gforceinmyfaaaace]

Once again, he holds out the shawl. "If you're that bugged by having me around, I'll just leave. Here, take this."

[pistolsakimbo]

"Will you just hold onto it? Geeze..." she muttered, looking even more annoyed. "You can give it back when you get some clothes on later."

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"I don't get you," he mutters, taking a seat on the ground.

[pistolsakimbo]

"Well I don't get you, so we're even there," Rune muttered, leaning back against the wall.

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"I'm not freaking out over some guy in pajamas!"

[pistolsakimbo]

"...you wear those to bed?"

...oh that's even worse. Sorry, becoming a tomato right now.

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"...not always. It's what I wear under my tunic."

[pistolsakimbo]

...and she's out. She is so out. She cannot can anymore. Rune groaned, planting her face in her hands.

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

Pit sighs.

"Why are you humans so uptight about clothes?"

[pistolsakimbo]

Rune pulled her face out of her hands long enough to glance down at him.

"Do you really have zero modesty?"

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"I have plenty of modesty! But I don't go around yelling at people for stuff they can't help! Trust me, if I had a choice, I'd have put on something warmer before I walked out of my place. But I didn't."

[pistolsakimbo]

"You could try to act a little more embarrassed then!"

Yep, totally missing that last part.

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"...did you miss the part where I was too embarrassed to move because you caught me?"

[pistolsakimbo]

"T-that doesn't count!"

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"Why not?"

[pistolsakimbo]

"BECAUSE I SAID SO!"

Don't argue with a woman that can shriek, Pit. Just don't.

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"But why?"

No he's going to argue back 'cause he's kind of tired of this.

[pistolsakimbo]

...you can't ask that, Pit! You don't have a right to ask that! Rune stammered, trying to find a good response, before she just flung up her hands in exasperation.

"L-look, whatever! I'm going home!"

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"Fine," he says, jumping to his feet.

And, of course, yet again he holds the shawl out to her. "Take this with you."

[pistolsakimbo]

"I told you to keep a hand on it! Can't you listen!?"

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"You're leaving. It's yours. Take it, before you catch a cold."

[pistolsakimbo]

"You're wearing less! Besides, you've been using it, so you need to wash it before you give it back."

She doesn't need angel smell lingering on her clothes, okay? And she's not allowing room for argument; she spun on her heel and marched off toward her apartment.

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

He remains standing as he watches her leave.

Once she's out his line of sight, he slides back down to the ground, folding his arms around his knees and bringing his head to rest there.

He really, really misses Lady Palutena.

She's the only person he knows who doesn't think of him as an irritating pest. If she were here, she'd make him feel all better...