Here before the great and infamous Alliance Broker, was the 20th safe district once known as Inuzuri. (hanging dog)
It had been one of the many better kept human settlements set up by the alliance to protect his lovely humans. During this time of mass world war.
Now all that was left after the massacre from a traveling pack of savage monsters from Anti-Alliances side was crumbling stone, splintering wood, decaying green matter and the rotting stench of human bodies and corpses less blood trapped beneath the cracks of rubble.
After what seemed to him like hours, though he knew he never would stick around that long. There were many reasons, safety being the primary reason, plus he honestly couldn’t stomach that kind of personal quality time with this place.
Even years after this, he would still have a crystal clear imagine. Sometimes he cursed his intelligence and photographic memory.
Preparing to leave so he could write up and send over his data in return for whatever he wanted in return for payment.
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“Uuuu-wao Birdy!” her voice squeaked, two little hands reaching out to touch the end of his wing. “You feathers so soft!”
A pair of sticky fingers stroked and pet at him, looking up at him in wonder. It had been a few days since she saw anything living here. Where her parents were she did not know. Still alive; having fled the scene of the attack when they realized their lives were in danger. They left behind one little girl, “heavy baggage” who would only have slowed them down.
Alone and confused, Erika had run amock around the town, ducking and diving, hiding under porches. When her body became covered in blood the scent disguised her; what a disastrous folly.
Having eaten only scraps of what remained from the decimated place that was once her neighborhood.
“Birdy where you come from? You come from up there?” She asked, tilting her head back and pointing a grubby finger from the sky, “That so high up wow! It look so pretty up there!” Not at all like what it looked like down there...
