#blindfoldorders

*While fiddling around with his new device, the Voidwave (name subject to change), a device made for Okabe to travel to other verses/world lines, he accidentally activated it, sending himself into a random-ass verse. The vertigo hit, his world shattered like glass into incomprehensible pieces, noice pierced his ears, and his mind almost melted. The core of his being shook as the world pieced itself back together, like a mosaic. The noise subsided, the shaking stopped, the pain subsided. Color came back into his world as he looked around. What was in front of him was some sort of futuristic wall, floor, and pathway, all white. He turned around, and he stared in awe and fear. There, he saw a window to the outside; space. The Earth and Moon, dancing its delicate dance around the sun, Okabe panicked and started to bolt down the hall. He looked for anyone, but no one seemed to be in the hall. He then went into the first room he saw, labeled 9S. There, he saw a white-haired boy.*

Days like these made A7 sleepy, very sleepy. The breeze was nice, the sun wasn’t too hot and the rustling of the leaves in the forest kingdom just made him feel good. So he laid there on a thick branch, one of his legs dangling over the edge, his eyes closed and ready to drift away into slumber...

Until he heard footsteps below him, and not the weird stubby machine kind of footsteps, no. Actual feet. Now, A7 wasn’t the type of person that willingly goes into troublesome situations, but when he looked down and saw that it’s that pesky little YoRHa android that slaughtered half the machines in the kingdom, he couldn’t help but smirk.

He was quick for his his size (a domineering 1.87), hopping down the branches and ending up not far away from the android. A7 sneaked closeerrr... and grabbed 9S by the collar of his jacket, yanking him back.

It wasn’t everyday that Yuui would just take a walk in a park. Actually, that was a lie, of course he would take every chance he can get to do so. He just didn’t have the time lately. Though with spring coming and the nasty chill finally going away, he was able to go outside with some puffy jacket and such and breathe in the nice air.

What was a kid doing in such a place all by himself?! Piers growled for himself, keeping up the pace. He too didn’t know anything about the young one in his arms, but he did know the guy was a trespasser. He could notice him glancing at the battlefield for a few good minutes before the enemy tank arrived and shot at his team - the boy caught in the C H A I N of explosions caused by the shot. At first, the building crushed under itself right on the vehicles, and from there, it all was C H A O S.

Soldier didn’t have time to look for survivors - seeing as the boy was the O N L Y obvious one to be able and make it with the right help, if provided, so he snatched him from the scene and ran. Ran for their lives - from the tank, from the enemy - and didn’t L O O K   B A C K. He still had team mates left. Not everyone was in that building, so he trusted them to deal with everything while finding a new position, a new H I D I N G, trying to work on the boy’s safety.

He stopped behind a ruined wall, laying the boy down and peeking from the corner to see if the area was clear before returning his eyes to him. The style he was dressed in, it made Piers C R I N G E a little. The boy appeared like... -

So… is the really what humans did to each other when they were injured? She had a feeling 9S was tricking her, but her Pod had confirmed the practice, and there really was no point in objecting. Moving closer to the Scanner, who was now situated against the wall of the commercial facility, she cut off his rambling about his carelessness by gently traced the short cut on his cheek.

          The brunette shakes her head, pouting slightly. The only reason why she was going up there was to give a gift to him.

                    「 I’m sure. Plus, you wouldn’t let me get hurt, would you? 」

          She gives him a cheeky smile as she begins her ascent up the small cliff, damned if she wasn’t going to give her dear friend a flower. Gripping small ridges and finding her footing, it isn’t long until she reaches the flowers. Resting her tush on the edge of the cliff, Saya gently makes work out of plucking a couple of the flowers before waving down to him.

          Saya presses her lips together, having been silent for several minutes as he reminisced. The old world was something she yearned for as well, but given the situations, she might not even be able to see the coming of peace.