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[whatoncewaswhole]

Who: Open to anyone, but anyone from the first log will be doubly urged to come.
Where: Starting in Virgo, leading in to Gemini.
Summary: The next night, the song is back, and even stronger...but this time, it seems to have a purpose.
Warnings: Secondary, small plot event
The 27th seemed to have been a bust. Many stood around, discussing the strange music, before eventually retiring when exhaustion hit after the 13th hour...and boy did it. Strangely, the civilian population- even persona users -reported to not hearing anything at all.

The night of the 28th, it happened again. The same song, the same pleading call, to the same row of shops. But something did change, as midnight melted quickly towards the Thirteenth hour.

Another noise sought to be heard over the music- this one akin to television static. If one looked closely at the glass of the nearby shop windows, they could see something cloudy forming on them...but that was only a reflection. Nothing stood in that spot in the street. A figure took form amid the shimmered raindrops, only visible in the reflection of the rain and the glass. A ghost, glowing dimly, with eyes so pitch black that one could never see through them. And where were those unending eyes pointed? Up at Mount Utsugi, giving way to Mictlan...

It moved instinctively, heading for the structure without any glance at the Persona users it had called out to. The piper had it's children, and now it only had to lead them...

[ OOC: Feel free to try to interact with the ghostly figure, or just go along for the ride! And just to clarify, yeah the ghost has no physical form- it's only visible in reflective surfaces -so if you wanna follow it, you might need a mirror or something. If you want to know if something would work for that, just bug me on plurk (gaakishi)! ]

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[linefacingforever]

...again Yu found himself drawn out into the rain.

This was starting to bother him, especially since this time it was so late at night. When the hour rolled over into the Thirteenth hour, however, his concern grew worse; he and his team of all people would be able to pick out the sound of television static from anywhere.

His hand instantly dove into his pocket, pulling out his Midnight Channel glasses and putting them on. He zeroed in on this ghostly figure instantly, though he could not see it that well -- he could only see the creature in the reflection of the glasses -- but it was enough for him to be able to follow it.

Yu wasn't sure if the others were there, but curiosity was winning over the common sense to wait for them. He set out after the ghostly figure, feet pounding through puddles after it.

[drakenguard]

Yamato was, quite frankly, fed up with this ridiculousness. Again, during his patrol around the apartment complex, he was lured by that song - although this time he could hear the strange sound of static, buzzing at the very edge of his hearing. It was beyond annoying, and Yamato wanted to find the source of all this irritation and eliminate it.

Of course the only thing he found was that strange ghostly figure - caught only in the passing reflections in the windows and rain. Yamato couldn't see it very well, and neither could he sense anything from it, which was beyond disturbing but-

Which is when he caught sigh of Yu. He remembered him, vaguely, from a strange conversation about that whole 'gay' fiasco, but more interestingly was that Yu seemed fixated on something that was otherwise invisible, his glasses-

Glasses reflected things. Of course.

So Yu, don't mind Yamato catching up to you. Thankfully the ghost didn't seem to be sprinting, otherwise Yamato would have been left in the dust...

"Can you see it clearly?"

[linefacingforever]

Yu glanced sidelong at the other man, remembering him from that conversation also. He still needed Kanji to talk to this guy...

"More or less," Yu replied, before fishing into his pocket for the glasses for the COMP, before handing them over. "Try these."

He needed to test something; could he see the ghost this well because glasses were reflective, or just because they were the glasses that could see through the fog in the Midnight Channel?

[dreamprotector]

Further ahead he might catch sight of someone else following that... apparition(?), though Riku was having a bit of a harder time, given that he doesn't have glasses.

It was getting frustrating quickly though, and Riku's just gritting his teeth as he decided that maybe it was time for a change in strategy and called for Way to the Dawn, taking a deep breath and focused his magic a little bit differently then usual.

It took just a whisper - "Freeze." - to invoke it and let Deep Freeze cover the next several meter in front of him, a thin layer of ice covering the street.

At very least, being able to follow it that way instead of searching constantly for a source of reflection, didn't make him question his sanity quite as much. Even if it did mean a little bit more work for him.

[linefacingforever]

Yu hadn't seen what the boy in front of him had done; he was so caught up in following the ghost that he hadn't really made the connection to why the ground was suddenly shiner. Well, that was, until his feet went flying out from under him, and he found out what it was like to ice skate on your butt.

Thanks for that, Riku.

Yu went flying past the other boy, letting out an awkward and very not-proswag-like squeal in the process.

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

The 28th had been mundane for Pit. He went to work, came home, did laundry (blech).

Made a quick stop to the Libra ward to drop off a shawl and a small bag of candy.

When the music beckoned again, he was prepared. It wasn't pleasant going to bed in casual slacks and a raincoat, but he was grateful for it the moment he found himself in front of the row of shops again. His eyes scan the crowd, searching for...

And they stop, every now and then, on the reflection of the child who isn't there.

[pistolsakimbo]

"Pit!"

Looks like you get lucky, Pit, because someone decided to find you. Rune pulled up alongside of him, though... well, her outfit hadn't improved much - at least she managed to wear longer shorts, and had a rain poncho now. She looked too concerned about this happening again to yell at him for anything he might have done.

"What's going on?"

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

He looks over to her, some hesitation showing in his eyes. Is she going to yell at him again?

"I dunno," he says, looking away once more--and catching a glimpse of the child's form. He shakes his head. He's seeing things.

[theothermist]

Now Chrome was starting to get worried about this. This is the second time she's been pulled out to the row of shops by that song, but at least now she's dressed more warmly and brought her bag with her, just in case.

But when the Thirteenth Hour struck and she could see that... ghost in the reflection of the window, she started to feel a sense of unease and she pretty much hugs her bag to her chest.

Luckily, she has gotten into the habit of carrying a compact with her in case she needed to fix her eyepatch or anything, so she soon quickly pulls that out, angling it so that she can see the ghost in the reflection before going to follow it when it starts moving.

[dame_tsuna]

Tsuna had wisely stayed away the first time the song had played, but this time it's even louder, so curiosity is winning out. Well, that and he'd noticed Chrome leaving the apartment complex. He couldn't help but be a little worried. He catches up with her at the window. She's... checking her makeup or something? Well, he'll worry about that later.

"Chrome? Did you hear it too?"

[dreamprotector]

Riku might not have heard the song the night before, but he sure hears it tonight, and... well, he's never been one to leave things like that uninvestigated.

He shivered lightly as he moved through the street - it's moments like this when he almost wished he had kept the cloak and not left it to rot in the Castle That Never Was - frowning when he caught a reflection in one of the windows... and yet found himself unable to sense anything.

For just a moment he almost questioned himself, he was rather paranoid at times after all, but then he caught him again in the reflection of a puddle.

...Well. If that's the games this... whatever wanted to play, Riku was up for it.

[themortalhalf]

He had heard the song before, last night in the rain. And here it was again, insistent, and pulling. Shinjiro wasn't too keen and following it this time around either—he had enough shit he had to deal with for the past week—but it's still far too easy to find himself in front of the shop windows again, soaked and a bit disgruntled.

But this time he heard the static as the Dark Hour hit. Though it was called the 13th here, he viewed them as the same: a hidden hour cut from the same cloth, and just as ominous as the original had been. He felt the rain continue, and watched the glass on the windows cloud, something shadow-like appearing on the face of the glass, in the reflection if it, though he sees no one else besides him, just empty space saturated with rain.

He frowned and looked around at the crowd that has gathered, watching the puzzled and disbelieving looks directed both at the glass and elsewhere, and starts to walk. He watched the figure, whatever it was, real or unreal, move from window to window as he did across ground, it seeming to exist in the space between the glass.

It didn't take long for his eyes to catch someone else just a few feet away. Shinjiro glanced his way, followed the other person's eyes over to a puddle of water, and caught site of the same figure that he had seen in the glass not so long ago. Shinjiro's frown deepened, though the rest of his expression remained impassive.

He then took a moment to evaluate the situation, as if weighing the value of speaking or saying silent and continuing on his way. He chose to speak.

"You see something?"

[drakenguard]

Yamato was, quite frankly, fed up with this ridiculousness. Again, during his patrol around the apartment complex, he was lured by that song - although this time he could hear the strange sound of static, buzzing at the very edge of his hearing. It was beyond annoying, and Yamato wanted to find the source of all this irritation and eliminate it.

The only thing he could find, however, were glimpses of something...ghostly in the reflections of the windows and rain puddles. He could sense nothing and yet - if he didn't know any better, he would've thought he was hallucinating from lack of sleep or exhaustion. But he did know better.

He muttered irritably to himself, taking out his phone and flipping it open, shielding the contraption from the rain with his spare hand. He angled it properly and...there we are. The reflection was murky, but it was enough for him to follow the ghost.

At least it wasn't moving very quickly.

[otakuro]

Yamato's persistence is rewarded. A ghostly wail, as of some ancient creature stirring from an eons-long slumber, sounds loudly through the darkness of the night.

...It is followed shortly by an apology.

"Ah... sorry." A second ghostly figure appears out of the shadows. It has no face, until Atsuro reaches up and adjusts his cap out of his eyes. "Didn't mean to yawn so loudly." A repeat performance ensues, though much more subdued in volume. "...I'm exhausted."

Why had he come out again tonight? Ostensibly, his reason was that he had needed to go shopping, only to be caught by the siren song the previous night. He'd slept the whole day and then emerged into the twilight again, only to be swept up by the song anew. ...This was not a good week.

"...Why're you staring at your phone, Yamato?"

[ghost_shield]

Hearing the song again was bad enough, but the experience of seeing this... IMAGE off the various reflective surfaces is unnerving. If it's a ghost, shouldn't he be able to see it directly? What's with this indirect nonsense?

And out during this time of night. Considering his general lack of ability to defend himself properly, it's not a good time for him to be out, and yet here he is. Is it some sort of trap? Is there a reason behind this? He doesn't like it at all.

He carries the umbrella with him tightly, as if expecting he'll need it for more reasons than simply defense against the elements. Where is this "boy" going, and why? Why can't he just talk with him and find out?

[maybe_a_king]

Arturia had brought her sword for just in case. After the previous night she fully expected for there to be some kind of attack and she did not want to be unprepared. This was also why she was in a bright yellow raincoat she knew would scream to any potential enemy "TARGET!" but better to keep the rain out of her face and her body dry just in case.

She approached Nick who looked like he was expecting an enemy at any moment, and glanced over his shoulder at the reflection of the boy in the mirror.

"Would you like some company, sir?"

[deathof4thwall]

There's no singing or snacks on his part tonight - he's intently focused on the ghost, catching its reflection in a large shard of broken glass he's carrying. He doesn't seem to notice the small trickles of blood running down his fingers from where he's clutching the jagged shard.

[demifemme]

Shura's Pisaca does detect the blood, however, trailing Minato as Shura followed hurriedly to keep up. "Hey! Wait!"

[ikayakisuke]

Kisuke had missed the mysterious song the previous night. But when he noticed the song playing the following night, he couldn't help but set off to find what it was about. When he arrived at the scene, he froze for a moment at the reflection on the windows.

A ghost? Kisuke narrowed his eyes as if to get a better look. This wasn't the kind of ghost he was used to back from his home world.

Curiosity took the better of the little ninja; Kisuke took hold of one of his swords and unsheathed the blade just enough to get the reflection of the figure as he followed after.

[plunderbunny]

Elaine had also missed the song the night before, but it was loud and clear to her now. She stepped outside to seek it out and was just in time to see a young man heading off down the street with a half-unsheathed sword.

"I hope you don't plan on running with that out all night." She called to him. "Seems a bit dangerous, don't you think?"

[minetodecide]

That song again. That same enigmatic and captivating sound. It had kept him up the night before, prodding at his mind constantly. He headed out once again to the same place thinking if he'd find something. Somehow, he hoped he wouldn't. As much as he disliked dealing with things like this, as much he just wanted to turn around and do something else, his will wouldn't let him.

Upon arriving, he once again checked the shops for any changes. "*sigh* Nothing, again." He shook his head, whether it be from disappointment or relief he did not know but as he was about to leave, he spotted the eerie reflection in the glass. He did not hesitate for a moment, he spun around and placed the Meteor Driver on his waist ready to transform. As he faced the street, he felt his breathing became heavy and his hands start to shake. There was nothing there, but the reflection in the mirror says otherwise.

He was frightened, but as the figure walked towards Mt. Utsugi he felt the urge to follow. His mind was telling him to do the opposite, turn around and run to leave this one alone, but he couldn't. He did not understand why, but he just couldn't. His feet were planted firmly on the ground, still trying to gather up his courage to take that first step. Maybe he could use a little...push.

[awww_yeeeeeaaaah]

That music again... First Saiduq disappears, then The Attack of the Crazy People and now this music. What the hell was...?

Nevermind that though, Kaito might as well try to do what he's been doing for the past...was it a week? A little over a week in trying to find where Saiduq went. What if something happened to him? It was hard to imagine, but...dammit, he couldn't think with this piping noise and put on his hood again, blasting his music at full volume. Where the hell could he be!?

When he got to the Virgo district again, his eyes idly floated to one of the shop windows, even though the stores were closed.

The figure was there, and he looked toward the street again at first before doing a double take and looking at the window again.

"What...?" What on Earth...?

[glassworkgenius]

Not trying to fight the music, Taiyou followed it again, just as the previous night. It's not like he could've stopped if he tried, because its allure was somehow stronger than before. And a boy like him had a curious heart. At least this time he had enough sense about him to hold an umbrella over his head, however cheap.

Idly walking through the line of stores, the same street as yesterday evening, he was interrupted from his mindless following when he heard a mumble. There was an older teenager there, in a hoodie. He looked a bit confused, so Taiyou quietly approached and gave the stranger a gentle nudge.

"You okay there mister?"

[travelingtheworlds]

One way to get Sasha intrigued in something is pretty music. As if she were hypnotized, she followed the sound to the Virgo district and towards Gemini. She followed the figure whenever she could see it, quickly picking up on the fact that it could only be seen in reflections. Her curiosity really knew no bounds- wherever the sound went, she would follow...

[echo_of_a_jedi]

Meetra had heard the music again, and once again felt compelled to follow it, if only out of curiosity over its ethereal quality. While she had caught sight of the weird reflection, she didn't bother finding something reflect to track it with. She could just quietly follow one of the other guests following it, like this young lady. And hopefully, she could be ready when this inevitably turned into some kind of trap.