towerofanimus | 003 | ❝Expose your thoughts...❞

Characters: Yu Narukami (

pitiedthefool), open to all
Setting: Floor 14, Floor 15, Floor 28, Floor 38, or wherever!
Format: Starting in action spam, but I'll follow you!
Summary: Just your average day as a life of a protagonist...
Warnings: I want your friendships and I want your rank ups, you and me could have rad social liiiiinks~

Floor Fifteen

[He had been working on this for a very, very long time- almost since he first arrived nearly two months ago. It wasn't perfect like Daidara-san's work - no, not by a long shot, but he was finally putting the finishing touches on his own blade. Though, he had decided to take a break from finishing the hilt earlier... if the item beside him was any indication.]

Your Choice

[It's April 27th... and someone's birthday. He definitely made them something, but the question is... where to find them?]

[> You begin your search for a certain detective, but will it only be Naoto-kun that you bump into?]

Floor Fourteen

[He hasn't been to this floor for a long time, but right now... he doesn't mind the break. Yu sits in a corner of the room, watching others playing video games with one earpiece on and the other lying there, hanging off his jacket. People from his world may recognize the voice as "Risette," but really-- he only knows her as Rise...]

[So many of his friends have been hurting lately, and he has no idea where to begin to help them other than continue to lend a helping hand and an ear to listen. Sometimes he wishes they would see that he's never too busy to help them, but other times... What do you even say to someone who can't tell you the problem they're facing?]

[...Maybe he should join the others and play something for a change.]

Floor Twenty-Eight

[The music floor...]

[He really has no problems with it, the instruments sometimes playing on their own. But this time, he finds an instrument that he knows well enough- something he hasn't played in a few months, now. If someone stumbles upon him, they'll hear a single trumpet playing something both hopeful yet melancholic, just a little louder than anything else around.]

Floor Thirty-Eight

[At the end of the day, he can be found on the thirty-eighth floor, staring out the windows to the outside with his newly-forged sword at his side. The height doesn't scare him, and the view isn't too bad... but it partly reminds him of being up on the hilltop overlooking the small town he made so many memories in.]

[Yu is silent, simply sitting there in one of the over-sized chairs with a small notebook in hand. He's almost done with the account of their journey, one no one would ever believe aside from their own...]

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[Hey look! It's that guy that kinda looks like Kanji if Kanji had blue hair and makeup and wore a green school outfit with lipped rings.]

Yo Yu! That tune's real good! You've got some talent!

[Not to mention plays music as well. He nearly laughs at that sudden outburst, but settles for a smirk instead.]

Thanks, Michel. I'm a little surprised I still got it after all this time.

[That's what Eikichi does best!

...Outbursts that is.]

Why? You hadn't practiced in a while?

[Eikichi ignores the pair of guitars that have started playing for no reason.]

[Yep. Also ignoring the guitars.]

Four months. Kind of hard to practice when your team drags you all around town so there's no regrets later.

[Because he had a limited time to spend in Inaba after that. Whoops. Silly fate of a protag.]

[Katsuya plays better guitar than that.]

They couldn't get enough of you? Yeah, I can understand how being irresistible can be. [Eikichi being Eikichi, of course. He eyes the drum set.] You know, I haven't touched the drums myself in years. Used to sneak off when my dad didn't know and play in the local music shop. The store owner said I had a good sense of rhythm.

[He also said his singing sucked but Eikichi isn't going to mention that.]

[Taking your word on that. Also, get voice lessons.]

I had only a few more months to spend with them. [oop, he saw that.] Want to see if you still got it?

[> There's no one to stop you...]
[> Play?]

[>Play

Yu's push is all he needs to walk over to the drum set. He sits down on the small set and looks around to locate the drumsticks. Good quality stuff too.

At first there is just a few experimental taps...but as he goes on he starts to include more snares, cymbals and drums. Eventually he just lets the rhythm take over and moves his entire body to it, forgetting that he's here, or that he's inside a tower. Just him and the drums. Nothing else.

He's...surprisingly good, really. Not amazing, but there's a definite potential to be unlocked in there. It's a side of Eikichi very few people have actually seen. Finally, he stops after a few minutes, realizing what he's doing and sheepishly scratches the back of his head.]

Y-yeah. Kinda like riding a bike...

[Yu stands there, listening in silence. In fact, he kind of likes the beat and is perhaps even tapping along to it, imagining a trumpet playing alongside it. He can catch a few notes here and there, thus he gives a smile of approval.]

Not bad. [He likes it. Holding up his trumpet.] Want to try it together this time?

[He looks at the drums and the sticks again, hesitating before sighing.]

Drums ain't my place. Michel's made more to take the center stage! That's why I sing.

[He movies back at the drums again. It's a mental choice that's bothering him and he finally relents and gives in. Not like any his team is here either...]

...I guess one time can't hurt...

Who said you could never do both?

[He's a little curious now, Eikichi. Obviously he can't do two things at once, but... this is just for fun, right?]

Cause Gas Chamber needs a front singer, and that ain't gonna be anyone else but me!

[He pouts a little hitting one of the cymbals.]

Whoever heard of a popular drummer and singer in a band anyway. I made my choice because Michel is made for stardom! Not...forgotten after a few years.

[He nods slightly, however relenting because it was his friend's choice in the long run.]

I'm sure you wouldn't be forgotten, because my cousin hadn't.

[Hitting him in the emotional gut. Good job Yu. The comment makes Eikichi's eyes light up. Narcissist mode activated.]

Exactly! And I heard myself singing in those albums! So I know I'm making the right choice!

[Then again he never really bothered to check who was on the drums either...]

[Well, it's better than being down-in-the-dumps, regardless of what his Persona is facepalming over in the sea of his soul. ~~Also, you may want to check it out, dude~~]

If you say so.

[Oops, looks like someone activated troll mode.]

[Ha ha ha Troll Mode with Eikichi, that might take a bit of work.]

Of course I say so! I am the band's leader after all!

[He taps the drums again, and looks at Yu, grinning.]

So we doing this thing or not?

[Eikichi, you were the one hesitating...]

[Hey, if it makes him and Izanagi (maybe even Hades?) laugh, it doesn't matter.]

Give us a beat, then.

[Smirk, and he holds the trumpet up to his mouth again.]

[Yeah Hades was with you, bros.]

Keep up the pace then! I'll start out with a quarter note pulse in triple time, then switch to a dotted-quarter!

[Yeah okay, try to sound smart Eikichi. You could dream about being smart. He starts up the beat, exactly like he said he will. HERE THEY GO.]

[Good to know we're on the same page, bro.]

Alright. [He nods, trying not to smirk at how Eikichi tried to sound smart. Yu's tapping to the beat for a second, then begins to play along as well. For someone who was used to taking the lead- he wasn't bad at following, either.]

[> You pray to the gods that you won't ever have to...]

Yeah.

[> You decide to see if you can find any sort of sheet music...]

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