Hijikata had not appreciated the idea of a 'music room.' Sure, some of the people here might be musically trained; but even in a room full of musicians, everyone playing something different would just lead to cacophany.
And this place made his head hurt badly enough.
He was pleased to note, when he reentered the Sun Room, that Souji was already here; so was Homura, talking to him, and two other men he didn't recognize. Well, he would leave them to their conversation for now. Those were probably the new recruits that Homura had mentioned.
Instead, he scanned the room for any other way to occupy his time. Most of the others seemed to have formed their little groups already, talking about the weather, or the food, or what they planned to kill tonight. He could always nap on a couch, but with nerves keyed up and waiting for the night, a rest didn't appeal.
He was pleased to spot, at last, someone who wasn't busy. A boy, frail build obvious even under the baggy Western clothes all of them were forced to wear; but the look of concentrated fury he was half-hiding sparked Hijikata's approval. Without anything better to do, he walked towards the youth.
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Hijikata had not appreciated the idea of a 'music room.' Sure, some of the people here might be musically trained; but even in a room full of musicians, everyone playing something different would just lead to cacophany.
And this place made his head hurt badly enough.
He was pleased to note, when he reentered the Sun Room, that Souji was already here; so was Homura, talking to him, and two other men he didn't recognize. Well, he would leave them to their conversation for now. Those were probably the new recruits that Homura had mentioned.
Instead, he scanned the room for any other way to occupy his time. Most of the others seemed to have formed their little groups already, talking about the weather, or the food, or what they planned to kill tonight. He could always nap on a couch, but with nerves keyed up and waiting for the night, a rest didn't appeal.
He was pleased to spot, at last, someone who wasn't busy. A boy, frail build obvious even under the baggy Western clothes all of them were forced to wear; but the look of concentrated fury he was half-hiding sparked Hijikata's approval. Without anything better to do, he walked towards the youth.
"Waiting for someone?"