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For the savior

神ー

     In the morning following such an odd confrontation, Yato had spent it sitting around; staring at the ceiling, the lakes, and rivers near Kofuku’s home. It was by no means hot but it was dwelling on the uncomfortable. He’d decided to go on a walk as there’d been 0 calls from Sunday to Tuesday. He was completely free to do as a please, not like a job would change that.

     That was when circumstances became fuzzy and odd to the god. He remembered strolling alongside the calm waters, looking over the wooden fencing every so often to stare at passing fish. However, at one point he got too close, bending his torso over the structure to get a glimpse at a rare koi. There were strange sounds, voices, and visions of people pooling near a lake shore. He furrowed his brows, leaning even further towards the clear water before a pair of menacing hands burst through the surface, pulling him deep into the river before he had the chance to react. His only thought was the presence of an ayakashi was responsible.

     ...

     Yato could hear quiet sounds around him; the stomping of hooves on a mellow surface... The voice of a woman calling him to consciousness. Immediately he felt warm- perhaps too warm. It was definitely unwelcome and more uncomfortable than when he first woke up that morning.      He’d simply stirred at first but eventually opened his eyes in a frightened fashion. His icey blue hues darted about his surround, lifting his torso off the ground quickly. There was a deep pounding his chest and a sudden heaviness. He wasn’t home and it deeply terrified him. The people around him; foreign and not of the time. It was almost as if he wasn’t in his time at all.

     ❝Where am I?!❞ This wasn’t a case of Nora grabbing him for his old man’s deeds. This was a case of him being lost with no way home. No task, no debt to pay; nothing. Yato was hardly calm- barely looking at the woman who’d taken him from the dangers of getting the sunburn him or thieves that might steal what little he had.  

      ❛Where’s Yukine-- How long have I been here?!❜ He thought to himself, meeting eyes with the woman.    

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Where did Blitzwing even get the body parts? There was nobody around for Primus sake. But you know what, Prowl didn't even want to know. He wasn't fond of cannibalizing in the slightest. Unless it was absolutely vital he wouldn't go near it. Wrinkling nasal ridge at the comment the mech is dead silent for a few kliks before a disgruntled sigh cycles through ventilation. 

It had been an accident...Really! She had gotten a milkshake to comfort herself after her epic failage of the midterm. Sure, she should have been looking at where she was walking. That was the smart thing to do. But Ashe was never one to pay attention to her surroundings.

Which was why she had bumped into the strange looking man...and got her milkshake all over his nice tie.

“...I’ll buy you a new tie, I swear. Oh my God.”

Averting her gaze, she looked at the ground as she shuffled in place. 

“Wait—a ten and a half what?”