As Ifrit wandered around the halls of the ministry, he was thinking to himself, and he was thinking hard. Why was it that he had to retire? Surely, surely maybe someone had an answer. and being replaced… it kind of hurt to be, ‘thrown away’ like that, after all he had done for the band. Shaking these thoughts off, Ifrit made his way into the garden to maybe clear his head. as he entered, he noticed someone standing in front of the large foundation, staring up into the starry, clear night sky.