[ Today is a very special day- moreso than his arrival at Iwatodai, moreso then Graduation Day, even moreso than Letting Ryoji Live.
That's right. Today is the day that Minato entirely stops giving a fuck. The world...what's it ever done to him? Nothing but pain, strife, and personal sacrifice. To hell with it all, he thinks. To hell with every damn thing but himself.
So today, there'll be a nice little display of him walking down the halls in his school uniform: fairly normal, but for the
nailbat hefted over his shoulder. It takes until he gets down into the lobby before he does something with it, glancing around.
...shitty castle. What the hell does it all matter? ]
Tch.
[ A heft, and a swing, and the crash of breaking pottery heralds the end of a heroically sacrificed flower vase. Minato stares, passionless, at the shards on the floor. Then it's a glance at the journal, clearing his throat. ]
Everyone. Lobby.
Get it together.
( ooc:
Loss starts here! Tag yourself into the post here, and I'll set up some spare sections too DONE AND DONE GO GO GO. Everyone threadjack and go crazy with the deliquent lobby hanging! )