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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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[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.

[drakenguard]

Yamato also heard the hushed words, and a prickle of unease crawled over his skin. However he didn't falter or turn back - no he was determined to get to the bottom of this - so he simply picked up the pace along with Yu.

He really didn't like this - he really truly didn't. He couldn't see the ghost, only glimpses of it, and it was leading them to the mountain, which became a hotspot of demons in the 13th Hour. It was obvious what this was...

"This is a trap," Yamato sighed to himself, but regardless he still kept pace with Yu.

[drakenguard]

Yamato almost leapt out of his skin at the wail, too high-strung to immediately recognise the sound as human. He had barely slept at all, despite the weariness from last night, and it was leaving him a bit irritable and jumpy.

He turned and gave Atsuro a frosty glare, trying to calm his rapid pulse and to appear as unruffled as possible. Startled by a yawn, tch...

"Obviously because my phone book fascinates me," Yamato muttered snidely before shaking his head, "No, there is some form of supernatural entity here. You can only see it in the reflections of things, though."

[demifemme]

"Uh... sure." Seriously, what do you answer to that, aside from 'are you a masochist?', which might not be something she actually wants to know. Therefore, for now, she'll just follow him quietly.

[otakuro]

"Ehehe..." Atsuro chuckles slightly, more amused by Yamato's jumpy reaction than by his joke about the phone. It was good to see that, despite his outer presentation, the boy wasn't immutably calm. His expression becomes serious at Yamato's next words, though.

"...No joke, huh? A demon that only shows up in reflections..."

A cell phone probably wasn't the best tracking device for the situation. After a moment or two of thought, Atsuro digs down into his pocket for his COMP.

"Here -- " A flash of light and a metallic angel has appeared. ...More importantly, a metallic angel's large and incredibly shiny shield has appeared. "Power, can you hold your shield out straight? -- What do you think? Can you see it?"

[drakenguard]

Yamato snapped his phone shut and slipped it back into his pocket out of the rain. The Power Atsuro summoned held out its shield, and Yamato frowned out at it. The reflections were blurry, and the smattering of raindroplets on it weren't helping - but they could see something quite clearly, even if it was just a shapeless blob.

Better than the snatches of movements his phone could catch.

"It is satisfactory. It seems to be heading for the mountain."

[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...?

[pistolsakimbo]

Rune nodded numbly.

"...what should we do?"

[linefacingforever]

"Yeah," Yu agreed, able to feel Izanagi nodding as well in the back of his mind. Of course, he wasn't going to slow down his run; if this was something dangerous? Oh yeah, he was going to do something about it, or at least get a feel for what it was before making a retreat.

Izanami... please don't be the one behind this...

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"It looks like he's moving. Let's follow him!"

[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...

[pistolsakimbo]

"F-follow?" she squeaked, eyes wide as she looked up at him.

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

"Have a better idea? We both can see him, and we both can hear the music. There's even some people going in that direction. What if he's the source of the music? We gotta find out before we're dragged out of our rooms again."

[pistolsakimbo]

"B-but what are we supposed to do with a ghost!?"

[maybe_a_king]

"It says something about myself as well," she said her eyes moving from the reflection of the boy to Nick himself. She didn't want to say it out loud, but he looked like the type to need protecting.

Briefly, she inclined her head, "Arturia Pendragon, at your service. Who might you be?"

[otakuro]

"Alright." Atsuro pauses. He hasn't known Yamato long, but the mere idea of proposing that they do an about-face before they're murdered by whatever new monstrosity is haunting Hinoto-Ri is laughable. The guy probably thought it was his duty to hunt down every threat.

"...The mountain's a demon hotspot night, right?" And they were patently in the 13th Hour now. "We should be prepared."

The Power leads the way, impassively flying ahead and angling its shield in such a way that the two boys could easily catch sight of the reflected demon. Atsuro follows behind, his steps a bit more purposeful as he follows after the enigmatic creature.

"I'm drawing a blank on flute-playing invisible demons here. Do you have any thoughts?"

[gforceinmyfaaaace]

Pit quirks an eyebrow. "Oooh, is someone afraid of ghosts?"

[pistolsakimbo]

Rune let go of Pit's arm at that, flailing. "No! Of course not!"

[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.

[ghost_shield]

He kind of is. Which isn't to say he can't do a little protecting himself. Just, well, nothing active.

"Nicholas Reeve. Ugh, this kid is driving me up a wall. I'm supposed to be able to see ghosts better than this." He tilts his glasses slightly, but no luck. "This is what I get for buying glare-proofing on my glasses," he grumbles.

[drakenguard]

"Perhaps it's Azathoth," Yamato huffed, a low wry chuckle escaping him briefly. "There are many demons, most of them harmless, some of them not, that uses tricks like these to lure curious humans to certain places. It could be anything, really."

Although only a handful could cloak their presence so well from those who were spiritually sensitive. It wasn't a weak demon, then, if it could hide itself so well, but there were still quite a few powerful demons who could pull a stunt like this. The only question though, was why.

It was luring Persona users to the mountain - it could be a very obvious, poorly hidden trap, but...

[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?"

[otakuro]

"Maybe it's the Invisible Ice Cream Truck demon come to bring us to our reward for beating the boss the other day. It could exist, you know. In theory. I'm in the mood for a shaved ice." Atsuro grumbles slightly as he continues to traipse along. "There are plenty of nice creatures in mythology, too. Why don't we ever see the leprechaun and its pot of gold?"

It was always something with lots of claws or teeth or eyes or... breasts. He doesn't delve into the practical considerations as deeply as Yamato - it was hard to think with the song and the rain and the... static?

"...What's with the crackling?"

[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?"

[dreamprotector]

Admittedly, Riku hadn't really thought about the danger the ice could possess to anyone - not until Yu came sailing past him.

Oooops.

He did at least look appropriately sheepishly, while walking up to the other and offering him a hand?

"...Sorry about that."