#amerhauser

But it was also easy to ignore that feeling in favor of enjoying the clear skies and warm sunlight. He finally took off back towards Golden Ward—He refused to think of it as home.

Clark felt slight panic, gritting his teeth as he felt the overwhelming exhaustion taking hold as he rapidly began descending. He pressed on, aiming for his bedroom window that he always kept unlocked and open just an inch, just like back home.

He wasn’t going to make it, he plummeted from the sky and smacked straight into one of the neighboring apartments, the window shattering as he collapsed halfway inside.

Sakura Bakushin O stays put amongst the crowd around the Belles - a very kind bystander earlier had explained to her - as she's taken in by the songs. These were so different from the Christmas Carols she had heard back home! But some felt similar too.

As Mina observed her surroundings, she noticed that this place was really just a normal world. Mostly. Less monsters than she was used to, and the buildings were impossibly high, but the people seemed relatively ordinary despite all of that.

Speaking of the buildings though, she found herself staring up and up at one building particular. She placed her hand flat on her forehead to shield her eyes from the sun. Yet, as she did this, a rather disgruntled individual ran into her and began to berate her for her carelessness.

It was bad enough Kikuri was almost always intoxicated, only focusing on what's in front of her. But then came someone she had never seen before and they were talking in a language she had the slightest clue of either.

"Wait lemme try this." She took out the phone from her side, flicking through the pages before finding what the bassist needed and holding it back up. "Okay! So say what you were gonna ask me again."

Still Iroha had to admire the other girl's enthusiasm after revealing where she came from. Any more energy and she might've given Kaguya a good competition in the talkative department.

"There's a lot to do if you were just going to travel for a few weeks. Now living there is a different story, hell people kept calling me a superhuman because I managed to do everything on my own ten years ago. But still, I'd say it wasn't too bad."

"It's always people who romanticize Japan that cause trouble!" He shouts from his place on the floor, fumbling with the fluorite in his hands and making sure nothing dropped.

"There are other people in this store, lady!" There was only the two of them, even the owner seemed to have retreated into the back.

The Golden Ward sands found her once again. The roll of the waves of the beach hitting the shore... it felt like home. Almost.

The silver-haired pirate stood barefoot in the waves, her eyes closed as she took in a breath of the air - earlier she had been working on various warm up stretches. A sort of way to figure out a new routine.