<div class="floatleft">(http://i1329.photobucket.com/albums/w550/lightsenshi/Screenies/rentaro_zpsbr7tzjoi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rentaro Akashiya<br/><strong>Age: </strong>22<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Casuals (dress shirt and slacks)<br/><strong>Day and Time:</strong>Monday morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Classrooms<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Rentaro pulled himself out of bed and changed into clean clothes.   He frowned as he found his ICoffin as well as a few other odds and ends being not quite where he'd left them.   He had no doubt that Spectra had been snooping ... or just visiting ... while he slept, leaving the slightly rearranged items as a way of informing him that she'd stopped by.  Since he didn't sense her, or anyone else about where he'd expect them to be; he fired off a text to Spectra to find out if she'd gotten any good gossip that she wanted to run by him before she blogged it.  He'd come to understand that the spectre had been a bit less selective than she currently was when it came to passing along gossip...something he could easily verify simply by looking in the earliest posts of her blog.<br/><br/>He was finishing up reading and replying to texts when the sound of music caught his attention.    He mentally and physically frowned, thinking that the music club wasn't supposed to be meeting this early.   While he had intended to head to the catacombs to do some training out of the observation of others, there was something in the music he heard that drew his attention.    Before he'd known it, he found himself leaning against a door-frame and simply letting the music flow over him.<br/><br/>"That was very beautiful."    He said, tucking away his ICoffin when he finally spoke up.