Aquamarine Undine

… It would be about time for evening prayers by now, wouldn’t it? He shakes his head at the thought, of people emerging from their homes to offer prayers to the moon, whispering their words into flower petals and setting them alight under the cover of the stars. 

It’s a practice that seems so absurd to him now. But he guesses it was sort of nice, even if they were praying to nothing in particular. And despite himself, he can’t help but think that some things are just that–sort of nice. 

The Nocturne Plains is sort of nice.

He likes to think of it as a place all of his own; back in the army, there was no privacy, even after promotion to general. He often felt like there were eyes on him at all times, but here, he could practice piano in peace without anyone having to hear how terrible he was.

Though she could not see the speaker, she still answered. When the shadows asks you something, you can’t quite ignore it. “Neverland is from a book I used to read as a kid. It was an island with fairies and magic and Peter Pan who was like the king.” Akari placed her bag down on the ground, taking out a small lantern and one of her questing bottles as she continued. “Doesn’t this place look like something out of a fairy tale?”

His stomach roared and he rested a hand on it to make it stop. He was spent, exhausted from a weird job he was given back in Eoan. Though, just as he had settled in back at his apartment, hungry struck like an assassin hired by an angry ex and he was off again to search for food this time. He couldn’t even be bothered to search for Japanese food stores. Anything would suit him by this time.

So, he paid visit to the near convenience store he’d been frequenting since he got there. They always seemed to have good meat buns, which he would kill for right about now. Okay, not actually; but, speaking of killing, he had come to miss cases. Mysteries; the who dunnits and the last seconds until the bomb goes off. And, if he dare say, he did miss those cases, even if they would be at the expenses of others.

>> “Ah? I-It disappeared! It disappeared!”

Heiji halted all movement, turning to the source of the voice. He approached the front desk where a girl and an old man stared at an empty space between the meat buns in awe. He found nothing unusual about the empty space, aside from the fact there had been an empty space. Judging from her words and they’re shocked expression, something had filled that empty space once before.

Welcome to Amaranth, Akari!

Your welcome bag contains your Telepiece, a key coupon for Spiral’s End housing, and a kiss the cook apron. There’s ribbons. Cute! For now, we’ll temporarily pair you up with a squeaky toy mallet.

Have fun with your eternity!

Also, please check out our little after joining page for tips after acceptance!

P.S We’ll give you a little chain for your portable gondola.