The bluenette wasn’t sure what he was doing. He awoke from his slumber only to find himself outside as the rain began to fall. The moon, casting an eerie yellow hue, the streets aligned with coffins. The Dark Hour, but there were no shadows.

“Hm..”

No, there wouldn’t been, not for another week. He gazed around, his grey eyes tired. He turned around, thinking he heard footsteps. No, no, that wasn’t possible. Normal people would be inside the coffins. The only people able to operate during the dark hour were his friends, all asleep in their beds, and Strega a group that hasn’t been seen or heard from a few weeks now. 

He shook it off, he was very cold looking down, he saw why. He had forgotten his shoes….

…Great..

bodyofachild:

minato-thewildcard:

“Sure,” Minato nodded, the young stranger seemed almost nervous. Awkwardly approaching the bluenette as he fiddled with the buttons of the jacket. Minato stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked at the youthful stranger with tired grey eyes. He wished he was sleeping right now, but he had no problem with answering the others questions.

“You…” Naoto tried to formulate the peculiar words, wondering if it would be too much to say it outright. “—You’re involved with the use of personas, aren’t you?”

Minato blinked, his eyes widening slightly at the question. He wasn’t sure, at first, as to what to say. He gazed around, making sure no one could actually hear them. 

His gaze fell back onto the young stranger, “Yes.”

The bluenette was surprised to see a new face in the Velvet Room. Gazing around, he noticed Igor was also missing. His grey eyes lingered onto the women’s face, “Who’re you..?” He finally asked.  

bodyofachild:

minato-thewildcard:

“Hm..?”

The bluenette slides his headphones off as the other approaches him, it seemed like the stranger had a question.

“Pardon me for being so upfront—” Naoto shifted awkwardly upon approaching the male, fingers moving to adjust the jacket that clung to the detective’s small frame. “But I have a few questions for you, Minato.” The youthful investigator had already done a bit of research here and there on Minato, hoping to learn more about both Persona users and the infamous Kirijo project.

“Sure,” Minato nodded, the young stranger seemed almost nervous. Awkwardly approaching the bluenette as he fiddled with the buttons of the jacket. Minato stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked at the youthful stranger with tired grey eyes. He wished he was sleeping right now, but he had no problem with answering the others questions.

“Huh..? Who’re you?”

He asked the girl as he exited the dorm. It wasn’t stranger to meet new people, most came to Iwatodai for the shopping, or just to visit family.

“Hm..?”

The bluenette slides his headphones off as the other approaches him, it seemed like the stranger had a question.

He wasn’t sure what had possessed him. What made him think going out during the Dark Hour alone was a good idea. It wasn’t that he was unprepared, just taken aback by the sudden number of the Shadows. He ducked into an ally, only to run into a dead end. Cursing under his breath he reached for his Evoker, sensing one of the creatures nearby. No luck, he had dropped his Evoker at the entrance of the ally. Spinning around he ran back for it as hands reached at him from the Shadows. Sword in hand, he swung. He just needed his Evoker, then he could finish them all. 

“Huh..?” 

> You have just finished preparing something to eat

> The door opens

The bluenette picked up his phone and dialed a number, hoping someone was free today.