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Characters: Minato and YOU.
Setting: Room 2-02, hallways, various. 17th-23rd.
Format: Starting in action, will match.
Summary: Minato awakens from his revival, feeling the urge to play and sing. Especially to those who might be feeling a little down...
Warnings: None yet? Other than possibly causing suicides with his singing?

[2-02 (17th)
When he awakened after dying yesterday, he noticed the changes already. His legs feel different and he can actually feel fabric on the top of the metal legs. He checked and saw that his legs truly did became his Persona’s metallic ones. The other change was the lyre on his back.

After getting out of his bed, Minato tested out his new legs with a few steps. Then he slowly take off the lyre, unaware of the visible gashes on his back. When he hold the lyre in his hands, he feel like...playing it and singing it to anyone who can listen. It would be nice to sing a song to fit the mood...

He shook his head, pushing the thought away. Now’s not the time for that. He got to help the others, since he’s apparently out of the running for the candy hunting?

18th
The urge to sing was stronger today, but he resist and try his best to help others.

By the time it’s evening, his fingers was lightly strumming the strings and he’s humming a tune.

EVERYWHERE (19th-23rd)
All around the tower, Minato was singing and playing the lyre. His voice, for anyone who haven’t heard him sing before, was rather good and pleasant to listen to.

It’s rather unfortunate, for his potential audience, that the more they listen, the more their mood begin to fall... How unhappy will they be? Wouldn’t it be better to just end it now?]

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Tohko searched the forest, looking for any possible signs that something might be buried. This floor was always peaceful, so it was possible that Nesir had buried her stuff here.

Eventually, she grew tired and sat down under a tree to get her breath back. She had to get that book back..it was one of the most precious things to her in this tower. She fought the urge to cry again. It was at this point that she heard some wonderful music being played, and a voice singing. She wasn't sure where it came from, but it sounded nice.

The meadow floor. It's always one of his favourite floors to walk in because it's calm, peaceful and beautiful.

His song and music sounded a little more cheerful, when he finally stepped onto this floor. Minato continued playing and singing as he walk, almost casually. But the feeling behind his song turned subtly curious. Was that a person he just saw?

As Tohko listened to the music, she closed her eyes and thought about a lot of things. How she had killed one person and tried to kill two others. How she had let 'Similar to The Sky' be stolen from her. And how much she missed Konoha.

Maybe Konoha..wasn't ever coming back? With that thought, a tear slid down Tohko's face.

Minato saw a person under a tree and made his way over to her. The closer he get to her, the music would seemed louder as the distance between them grew smaller. Until he's a few steps away from her.

"Miss...?" The singer's voice sound concerned, yet almost musical. He still have the urge to continue singing.

When Tohko cried, she was never dignified. Her nose always ran, and her tears always made everything blurry. However, Tohko noticed a boy that was holding a lyre, standing a few feet away from her.

"Yes..?" She mumbled, sniffing and rubbing her eyes. She hated it when people caught her crying, but the tears just wouldn't stop.

Konoha..her parents..everything hit Tohko in the wrong way. Maybe..she should use her fingers? After all, the boy wouldn't be able to see her crying for very long if she was dead.

"Are you alright?"

Regardless if she looked undignified or not, Minato's first reaction was concern and worry. It's obvious that something was troubling her, greatly.

Tohko sniffed and rubbed the snot off her nose. She tried to use her knees to hide her face, so the the boy wouldn't see her tears. Suddenly, an image popped into her head. A million people calling her 'monster' and 'goblin', and throwing things at her. That just made her cry even harder.

"N-not really.." Tohko mumbled. "H-have you seen a spot..that looks like some-someone buried something?"

With every passing moment, the idea of suicide looked even better. She didn't want to let this guy see her cry. She didn't want to let him know of her blunder.

"Buried?"

The question surprised him a little. Was she looking for something that got buried? Minato was quiet for a moment, before shaking his head.

"No, I haven't. Are you looking for something?"

Tohko sighed. "I-if you do..let me know, o-okay? It's very important to me.." Suddenly, the image of her parents calling her an inhuman monster flashed through her brain. That was one blow too many. Tears poured out her eyes, and Tohko, not wanting this guy to see any more, no matter how kind he was, got up and ran out of the room. She ran as fast as she could into the library, pulled The Snow Goose off a shelf and quickly began to read.

In Tohko's mind, if you were going to off yourself, even if you were going to regenerate, you had to read at least one sweet story before you went. However, the more and more she read, the less sad Tohko became. Once she was finished, she had no idea why those images had struck her in the first place. Until she recalled that boy. It had to be his costume. Tohko put the book down-which was a bit battered now, thanks to her fingers-and stood up. She'd have to run past him and avoid him when she saw him. She didn't want to feel like that again.

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