[Monday is better then the last few days have been. His dream Sunday had shown him, his friends, once again doing the impossible.
'I'm not as talented as Yu, but as long as I have friends who accept me for who I am... I'm gonna stick with it!'
God, he sounded so young. If the profiles were right this was only a few months ago now, he thinks. But... that Yosuke sounds so different from him now- but his words nestle deep in his heart.
The morning is routine now: breakfast, shrine (now in the chapel), and then the day's business.
Yosuke spends most of the day in the game room. First, pulling out the character sheets he found before- going over them in detail one last time before the meeting. Looking for any hints at the players real identities before taking to the meeting for the others to look over.
After the meeting in the afternoon he returns with supplies in hand- the showa radio he got from Cherryblod, both sets of headphones, pliers, electrical tape. To the passerby he seems to be fixing Blooky's phones, the radio on and his old phones plugged into it. Occasionally switching it out for the black pair to see if his repairs are working. The radio only plays empty static air of course... but he does occasionally change the 'station' as he works, as if listening for something.
He has a few books with him from the library, and once he has the headphones as patched as they can be he has some cards splayed out in a obviously intentional way. Yu had told him, once, that their arcana were the basis of playing cards now- and the book he found gave a pretty good conversion chart and basic how to.
Yosuke isn't sure he believes in that kinda thing, but it's something to do with his hands while he listens to the static, still shifting the frequency once and awhile, listening for anything new in the hissing white noise.]
Investigating...?
'I'm not as talented as Yu, but as long as I have friends who accept me for who I am... I'm gonna stick with it!'
God, he sounded so young. If the profiles were right this was only a few months ago now, he thinks. But... that Yosuke sounds so different from him now- but his words nestle deep in his heart.
The morning is routine now: breakfast, shrine (now in the chapel), and then the day's business.
Yosuke spends most of the day in the game room. First, pulling out the character sheets he found before- going over them in detail one last time before the meeting. Looking for any hints at the players real identities before taking to the meeting for the others to look over.
After the meeting in the afternoon he returns with supplies in hand- the showa radio he got from Cherryblod, both sets of headphones, pliers, electrical tape. To the passerby he seems to be fixing Blooky's phones, the radio on and his old phones plugged into it. Occasionally switching it out for the black pair to see if his repairs are working. The radio only plays empty static air of course... but he does occasionally change the 'station' as he works, as if listening for something.
He has a few books with him from the library, and once he has the headphones as patched as they can be he has some cards splayed out in a obviously intentional way. Yu had told him, once, that their arcana were the basis of playing cards now- and the book he found gave a pretty good conversion chart and basic how to.
Yosuke isn't sure he believes in that kinda thing, but it's something to do with his hands while he listens to the static, still shifting the frequency once and awhile, listening for anything new in the hissing white noise.]