[Mod/Open for 2] Museum Tour

[Ringo Shiro]

Ringo walked toward the museum. So this place was affected by that hidden hour too huh? Ringo could bet that means those creatures are here too. He took out his knife and cautious started to walk around. There didn't seem to be any on the outside at the moment. Since the museum was closed at this hour, as expected, they were not too many coffins around. 

Ringo slowly looked into the museum and started to slowly open the door. He wondered if he would trip any alarms this way but then again when he checked the clock, it was 12:00:01 so maybe it won't trip it when things go back to normal if Ringo is careful enough to close the door...maybe.

Ringo began to slowly draw his knife and explore the disturbingly abandoned museum. There was just something off putting about the fact that they're virtually no people here and the coffins that Ringo sees, he can assume that they were guards just doing their job, unaware of the supernatural ongoings around them. 

"Hmm?" Ringo turned around as he heard footsteps. Unlike the grotesque sounds that shadows made, it was the sound of footsteps. "Hello?" He started to walk forward to the source of the footsteps, him slowly lower the knife blade in the case it was human and not an abomination out to rip him limb from limb.

[Seiji Dalton]

This was it. This was the proper dark hour. Not some weird fairy tale crap. This was the true bona fide dark hour. Coffins lined the interior of the museum. Seiji had heard from his brother that this place was some hotbed of activity for the shadow creatures lurking within the darkness of the hidden hour. He'd climbed a fire escape to the roof and waited until the clock struck midnight. Soon enough, the world took on the green hue it had that first night. Cracking his knuckles, he checked the floating card in his hand. He'd decided to not bring the sword tonight. This would be a test of how good Wart could function on his own. It would be interesting, he thought. Moreso than him just cutting things up for fun and profit.

Walking downstairs, he whistled as he saw the strange, eldritch hues that the museum took on in the darkness. How he could see in this darkness he didn't know, but he could. Crushing the card, he allowed Wart to float by his side. Considering how there seemed to be things lurking just out of his sight again, it was a prudent decision he thought. Off in the distance, he heard footsteps.

That meant there was a person somewhere in here. A real, live person that would be willing to help him kick some shadow ass. Tonight would prove fun. When he came to the source of the voice, Seiji said "Yo." In a nonchalant manner. Considering he had his Persona, a knight with animal limbs, out and in plain view, it was probably apparent that he was friendly. "Are you a fellow Persona user? You guys seem to be coming out of the woodworks. You must be, what the fourth one this week?" He wasn't even joking. He'd ran into a lot of people this week. "I don't know what kind of skills you have, but myself and Wart will be happy to help. The name's Seiji, by the way." It was always nice to be polite before he risked his life for someone.

In what little time he had before something jumped out, Seiji admired some of the artwork of Buddha that was on display. He always had a soft spot for Eastern religions despite his strong Christian background.

[Tristan Carter]

Tristan decided that constantly exploring the same place wouldn't provide as many answers as diversity would. So, instead of going to the overgrown forest of a park, the young man went to another area where he didn't feel the oppressive weight of the atmosphere as strongly: the museum. He wasn't sure why, but something about the place felt different than the park. He suspected it probably had something to do with the lack of portals, but he wasn't sure. All he knew was that his weapon had yet to be used, he had met interesting people, he now had magical powers because of the ghost of a Greek who may or may not have existed, and there were monsters of all sorts.

Tristan heard an exchange from the general direction in front of him, so he approached slowly while staying out of sight. He still wasn't sure of why the monsters attacked, and he was determined to find out. The two in before him, one of which being the kid who had given Tristan a phone number, didn't seem to be wandering around in search of the creatures. Tristan smiled at his luck.

This'll be perfect to see if we attract the creatures, he thought to himself. If something shows up before they start moving again, I'll have an answer. If not, I'll have to explore a bit more. Decided on his curse of action, Tristan situated himself to where he wouldn't be noticed by the two while still being able to assist in case he was required.

[Satanick]

Oooooh Boooooy.

Jotun of Extinction
Resist: Dark
Weak: Strike
Skills: Zionga, Agilao, Bufula, Garula

Crumbling Tower
Resist: Wind
Weak: Elec
Skills: Magaru, Garula, Rapid Needles

Fading Seeker
Resist: Dark
Weak: Light
Skills: Mudoon, Media

[Tristan Carter]

Tristan watched as two creatures slithered up to the two who had been conversing. Well, that answers that, at least, he thought, just before a gust of wind cut through him and his shirt. The boy looked down at his torn shirt, lamenting the loss. With a sigh, Tristan looked at the creature. It was unlike anything from the park, and the mask reminded him of the slime creature from when his powers first activated. Tristan jumped back to distance himself, clearly in view of the other two now. "Hey," he said to the two, who were now behind him. "I'll take care of this thing, you deal with whatever is left. But this one is solely mine, 'cuz it ruined my shirt."

With that, he summoned Odysseus, who did something new: Tristan was enveloped in a warm light, and he could feel himself almost get lighter. The strange creature shot forth more wind, this time targeting all of the humans. Tristan dodged it easily and responded by summoning Odysseus again, who sent forth a ball of fire. Two new moves at the same time? the young man asked himself. I don't know what's going on, but I like it. He summoned Odysseus again, who this time conjured a ball of darkness that vanquished the monster. Feeling a bit drained, the young man still turned to make sure the others weren't in need of assistance, conjuring Odysseus again to give both of them a speed boost.

-Both other players now have Sukukaja cast on them-
-both other players have had magaru cast on them-