#arkspectre

      ђe’d have hoped they’d meet under different circumstances. One’s less desperate than being trapped in the woods. It wasn’t as big of a problem for himself as for those who’d need to eat--such as this young lady he’d met days prior to this catastrophe, and his now overly excited pet, Marie, who had no shame in rubbing herself against the young women’s leg.

      At least she seemed in better spirits than earlier that day. She’d refused being near Samuel in favor of venturing forth and sticking to tree branches, as though weary of their surroundings--or simply plain upset where they’d both wound up. Regardless, he steps closer, knowing well that it’d be best for them to work together than for him to leave the seemingly defenseless women all on her own. And besides... Last he recalled--they were getting into some interesting topics--things Samuel had missed discussing about, but ultimately stopped trying to bring up after lack of interest among many of Hive City’s residences.

     Ƥeculiar. He never found himself getting used to seeing new faces in such large clusters at random times. The amount of strangers showing up without a clue of their surroundings in almost a pattern of once a week muddled his mind. What were the scientists using that could harness that much energy? Perhaps it needed to recharge--hence the disappearing few and the rapidly appearing most. That had to be it.

      It wasn’t always normal to have a nearly 10-foot cyborg approach so slowly, but that would be insinuating this city was anything but unnatural.

“ ...Pardon my intrusion. You’re new here, aren’t you? ”

The grass was so green, the flowers extremely vibrant. It was beauty of the like he’d never seen before, even in the countrysides of Resembool. The whole place felt...almost fake in a way, but Hughes didn’t want to break the illusion if it was one. 

There was a young girl, probably around Ed’s age, if not a bit younger, sitting on the ground, apparently making flower crowns.