Within the yearbook there were things you would expect; a group photo, a single photo of the employees, prized employees and so on. One page was bookmarked of the prized employees. There were four people on that page; 2 were female and 2 were male. The names are as follows.
Producer of the Year : Karen White
Editor of the Year : Nina Louise
Reporter of the Year : Aisen Faltur
Studio Reporter of the Year : Carlsen Faltur
It was clear that the two reporters were brothers, they even looked like twins.
The Celestial Entity thought about something. “Were you done exploring the Arena on this floor?”
Tolkalee wandered around quietly, his necklace glowing ever so slightly. He was looking for everyone else, but was having little luck. For all he knew he could be heading in the complete wrong direction.
The hall Tolkalee was traveling started to show some significance. From the dark hallway, some candles started to light the halls. A melodious humming sound along with a lyre can be heard coming from deeper down the hall. After sometime, the humming sound turned to a low singing voice but it echoed through the hall.
I play russian roulette with my sleep every night
Collecting more wrinkles underneath my eyes
If only I could tell you how much I love
The pain and the struggle
I’m addicted to the sorrow
Guess I turned something bad
Into something worse
I’d rather be alone
And maybe that’s how this works
I’ve gotten so used to the feeling of rejection
Set myself up with these high expectations
Loki recognized Aisen immediately "I-I know him"
The yearbook shook a little before disappearing entirely. The microphone and the earphones soon disappeared as well. New items replaced them; some casino tokens, a miniature billiard table and a bottle of wine.
"I'm not sure. Tolkalee was doing most of the work, I was just regaining my strength." Hinata shrugged.
“Well, wanna go see?” The Entity asked, inviting her to the center of the Arena.
"Sure." Hinata stepped forward.
In the Arena, some things were already touched and they were gone. Leaving the Grand Piano and the Electric Guitar in the pavilion, some other items appeared.
(Investigation for Hinata~!!)
(As mentioned, the Grand Piano and the Electric Guitar in the pavilion stayed. There was a spotlight in the corner of the Arena, a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, a studio microphone laying on the flower bed, a photograph beside it, an unpublished novel beside it and a birthday cake on a table to the side with a letter beside it)
Hinata walked over to the piano, touching it lightly.
Tolkalee listened to the words but shook his head. If that was meant to hit home, it was close, but not quite. He continued down the hall, noticing the lights coming on. If someone was trying to mess with him, it wouldn't work.
The piano started playing a song on its own. The melody was of River Flows in You, quite an emotional song. As the song was playing, on the lid of the piano appeared a Black and White Dual Swords symbol.
As Tolkalee walked further down the hallways, a figure can be seen playing a golden lyre. They had a white formal tuxedo on and had four pairs of large spider legs coming from their back. They have their head turned away from Tolkalee and was focused on playing the instrument they held close.
From the Arena hall, a small figure walked towards the Celestial Entity and Hinata. They seemed to be holding a teddy bear and was probably shy.
Hinata glanced up at the sound of footsteps. When she spotted the new figure, she took a step from the piano.
Tolkalee narrowed his eye at the figure but continued forward. He stopped a few yards from them. "That's a nice song," his comment seemed nice, but hid suspicion.
“It’s one from my homeland… it is pleasant to hear once in a while…” the golden figure replied, not turning to face Tolkalee. The song still continued, as it did, the song just kept on getting more beautiful.
The small figure glanced up. The kid got an eyepatch covering one of his eyes while the open one gave a green shine. They seemed to be shaking as they walk closer to Hinata and the Entity.
Loki picked up the wine recognizing the brand as her father's favorite and mumbled "Drunk bastard"
Lychan seemed to pick up on Loki's anger and put a hand on her shoulder "calm down it isn't his he can't die remember even if he did he would be luck to end up here"
When Loki picked up the bottle, a wine glass appeared on the table. The bottle travelled from Loki’s grasp to start pouring some wine into the glass… a faint conversation can be heard.
“So, how’s the band?”
“Not too well, a lot of the members are starting to fall out and we’re not as popular as we used to be”
“Really? At this rate, you’d be gone in a month or two eh?”
“That’s the sad truth we have to deal with”
“Well… you’ve got a mentally broken singer, a ‘never serious’ bassist, a weird drummer and you… you’re just an alcoholic guitarist”
“…you didn’t have to say that…”
“Oh, I know that… I could go on if you’d like me too”
“GET OUT, NOW!!”
“Alright fine, geez… I was just joking around…”
“Joking? Joking?! My career is going down to shit and you showed up at my door, saying you wanted to comfort me but instead mess me up even more?! I hope you’re damn happy you goddamn lying judge”
“What the hell was that…?”
“Oh, you want me to repeat that? You’re a fucking lying judge. You play with the word justice and that makes me sick. Your justice is just which side pays more… it’s disgusting”
“A low life like you has got no right to say that…”
The conversation ended when the glass was half full.
Loki's eyes went wide hearing the voices one sounded extremely familiar but she couldn't point out who
"Where do you come from?" Tolkalee asked crossing his arms.
“Oh… just a planet around here, no need to pay attention to it… besides…” the musician stopped playing his lyre and motioned it to his side. “It was not a memory I’d like to remind myself of” he said to Tolkalee in a slightly sad tone, still without turning towards him.
The bottle started to pour out again, this time possibly aiming for the small mark on the glass. Another conversation can be heard.
“WHAT?!”
“I’m sorry, but I already decided it…”
“Look, I work my ass off for this band and you’re gonna tell me that you’re leaving?!”
“Zac, listen. It’s not that I want to, you know how much I enjoy playing with you guys. But when it comes to the income… we’re not getting enough”
“Okay okay okay, so you’re telling me… that you’re leaving us because the other one pays better…?”
“…to be honest? Yeah… that’s it”
“Get that ‘this is friendship’ bullshit out of your goddamn mind. Real friends don’t do that”
When the wine reached the mark on the glass, the conversation ended.
The Wanderer in the same Arena as Adara looked around the place.
“Maybe there’s something else more interesting than a pile of newspapers…” he suggested.
She shrugged. "Yeah." Flames flickered slightly around her palms.
“Maybe check that radio? That looks… promising…” the Wanderer suggested.
Adara walked over. She knew that she was doing this for Aisen. But still…
Lychan started working on the code
Tolkalee nodded. He understood not wanting to bring up bad memories. It was the same with his missing eye. "How long have you been here?"
"Hello?" Hinata asked, a gentle look on her face. She didn't want to frighten the child.
