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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)! ]

Comments

[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?"

[ghost_shield]

He blinks, turning. She'd seem like any other bystander if it weren't for that sword -- but that sword may be exactly what he needs. "Ah... well, if you're offering, Miss. It is kind of a dangerous time of night to be alone." He eyes the boy, just vaguely visible in the reflection of the puddles. "Although I guess it says something about me that I'm out here, doesn't it?"

[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?"

[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.

[maybe_a_king]

Basically the guy needs backup and, luckily, Arturia loves to look out for people.

"You're able to see spirits, Mr. Reeve?" It didn't surprise her in the least to hear such a thing. With how many people around here had powers aside from the Personas they'd been granted, part of her wonders if that was the real reason many of them had been chosen.

[ghost_shield]

"Most of them, yeah. This one's proving to be an elusive pain in the ass, though." He squints, then checks his glasses, then looks at the reflection again. "It's as if he's not even there in SPIRIT."