delphinium

“Sadly, it is not a title I can yet claim, but I’m taking measures to make it there.”

Mashirao scratches at his cheek sheepishly. “Eh– because of the special abilities that most people have and the unfortunate number of people that abuse it, there’s a demand for Pro Heroes– so, it’s, um… It’s a career!” 

Is that enough to clear it up…? Although, she does raise an interesting point…

Was that an external scream or an internal scream?! 

“YesIamfine!” Again, where did Hansol get these sick ass rapping skills, and is she hitting puberty all over again? Voice is high as a squeaky mouse.

“IfIaskedforakisswouldIgetone?” WHO KNEW Hansol could rap so fast!?

          FLASHING LIGHTS HAD CAUGHT HIS attention when walking down the street. something small, though enough to draw him in despite how crowded it seems with the machines around. from the looks it was nothing more than a quaint arcade, filled with high - tech video games that each served their own purpose. one manages to catch his focus, however, walking toward it with an observing glance. two, elaborate motorbikes connected to a platform which sits before a screen. sidling over, he takes little time in straddling one of the bikes before crossing his arms, leaning forward to read what the screen says.

          ❝ I guess it’s some kind of 2p piloting game. ❞ whether the girl who happened by cared to listen or not didn’t phase him in the least considering he had been mostly talking to himself at the time.

                                                      「 @laferce」

“A game?” People did this for fun. Without constant threat, it appeared that any sense of danger was considered exciting. She had been observing it for quite some time, leaving behind the other games that the arcade offered. Fighting, rhythm, even things called UFO catchers that offered neat prizes. Like plushies. They were all so bright, new and fantastic. Such things would have never graced her life if it were not for the fact she had been taken away from Papa’s grasp.

She had taken a strange liking to this place.

Eyeing the motorbike’s empty seat, Ichigo would glance back at the guy that threw off such nonchalant comment.

“Even here a partner is needed.” It was troublesome to not have Goro around. In a way, she had began to understand the importance of such a loyal companion. Or even, a friend. 

“Do you know how to play this?”

@laferce | cont.

Zorome couldn’t lie, he was genuinely happy and relieved to see another familiar face. Especially the face of his reliable leader. 

“Kidnapping? Huh?” He blinked, an evident puzzled look on his features. He didn’t know what to make of the situation but kidnapping never crossed his mind. “Pffft, don’t tell me you’re scared. I’m sure Papa has an explanation for all of this!”

“Zorome?” And somehow, he is happy to see her? That was quite the peculiar thing. More so that he was by himself. “So you were also kidnapped.” What did these people gain by separating them? First Zero Two, then herself and now Zorome. Each of them without their respective partners…