#aichi01

Admitting that he needed help meant that Mike would need to go out of his way to reach out to someone for help. Appearing helpless was one of his least favorite things - he was always taught to never appear as so.

But this wasn’t home. Far from it - he didn’t even know what this place was!

And that’s what he needed help with.

He takes in a deep breath, taking a moment to seek out someone who looks like they may be able to help. Everyone was so fast, but the first person he spots that doesn’t appear to be in a hurry or need to be anywhere is who he approaches.

“…Excuse me.”

Mike approaches the first person he spots- looking a little more sheepish than intended.

Max was pretty good with directions, if he thought so himself! And he was, there was no doubt about it. But here’s the thing: he’s good if he has a map, or some form of directions.

He had absolutely no idea where he was. 

He rubbed at his arm lightly, biting down on the back of his tongue as his eyes scanned the area in hopes of finding maybe...something familiar? The chances of that happening were slim to none. Eventually, he gave up and threw his arms down to his sides, making his way up to a stranger and tapped their shoulder.

@captivefighter

Getting used to this was hard. He was going to need help from someone; he kept switching through his life phases at seemingly random speed… Phoenix was going to solve this mystery so everything could go back to normal, but doing it alone was going to be an impossible task.

He needed help. From anyone, it didn’t matter. Just someone who Phoenix felt could do something to help the whole situation. And after a quick glance, he thinks he found it. Someone with a certain spark in their eyes… Even though he felt the boy was timid, he had a hunch... Phoenix approached them.

     Many months spent within the Hive have caused a sense of realisation to smack one straight in the face. Not that his thoughts twinged any harder as they did on this day, alas his thinking of VERS pained him all the more, how they may be fairing -- but none of this mattered, not while the princess he longed to protect was within his sight.

     Contradictory to his own statements, the crippling fear of when it would catch up on him was constantly formed within his mind. With his thoughts in the clouds, he almost steps flatly on what it looked like a leather wallet. Eyes swiftly search the confinements of the sector oo2, a set of blue hair sticks out from the crowd, (would have if there was anybody else around), without hesitation he soon approaches the person; clearing his throat to gather the other's attention.

     "You dropped this," raising the leather of the wallet, he waits to extend his hand to be rid of the item, less he pauses, ".. unless it does not belong to you."

          The city was huge and all the worlds he'd traveled to all paled in comparison to the monstrous size of the buildings that towered over him. It was a lot to take in for a country boy for him. In his memory bank he still couldn't make heads or tails of what exactly was going on, the last thing he could remember was fighting and then nothing. The next the Ventus knew, he had woken up here in this area. He had been given information as to what this place was, but they still left so many questions unanswered.

          Ventus shielded his eyes from the harsh rays of the sunlight, even though the air was cold, the sun still felt warm on his exposed face, a feeling he appreciated greatly. With too much time on his hands, and a jumble of questions the blonde needed answered, he set out.

          The person he'd found seemed nice enough, but with his experiences he knew it didn't hurt to be too cautious. Ventus approached the person, a light smile on his face. It paid off to have a friendly outwardly appearance all in the end.

✗—-)       The mess hall was a quiet place in the morning, it was like school when everyone first arrived. Clearly a lot of people here weren't morning people like he was, and he was already used to that. Some looked more tired than usual, however. Akihito had taken a seat at the same table as another, not wanting to seem rude and sit at a completely different table. The person who sat on the other edge of side of the table seemed too busy stroking the rim of the bowl they were currently eating out of, the dark circles under their eyes very clear.

captivefighter

     Despite her annoyance of the weather-- this time bundled up within many layers, she supposes it might be worth to find someone to spend the remaining hours of daylight with. Anyone to fall to her trap would do, she notes while scrunching delicate snow within gloved fingertips. Rather it was making a nuisance of herself and the weather which is what she has decided-- now allowing fingers to roll the snow into a freshly made snowball.

     With readying her plan to attack, she waits to assault the stranger which was headed her way. As childish as it was, to the magus she found it hilarious; same old same old. Happily she lunges, waiting for the right time to strike-- watching footsteps approach closer now.

     ☩—- The feeling of anticipation was definitely not something he wanted to feel. There was a pang of dread deep in the pits of his stomach, it was as if the feelings of just meeting someone were long gone. The person he was looking for, he had never even seen their face before, so why did he feel so anxious and excited to meet them? It would be their first meeting. Rin cursed quietly, he didn't even want to be out here in the middle of a dark forest. This guy better feel grateful that he had such a nice partner as he. Otherwise Rin would feel a multitude of emotions, ranging from angry to depressed. Of course he'd never admit out loud, but he was rather lonely ever since his arrival to the facility. Going to meet his partner and possibly building up a bond with this person was like a dream come true to the demon. 

     ☩—- He felt the invisible tug on his body, guiding him as he walked aimlessly. Rin had no idea where he was walking exactly, but the direction was all in his gut, and he trusted his gut. His gut he trusted more than his conscience. So wander he does, almost ready to just give up the search for his partner and leave the forest, to go back to the safety of the building. This wasn't worth losing his life over, even though it would be pretty damn hard to kill Rin, he knew he wasn't completely invincible. Being the son of a powerful demon meant nothing in a world where there were people who were demons just like he, older and more powerful too.