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The crisp evening air was still as Sandalphon tilted back his head, letting the last of the sunset’s radiant warmth swathe him in orange light, the glare playing off the curls of his hair as he sat along one of the many marbled clay rooftops within the heart of the Archimede’s Ward. The people there were gathered for yet another series of festivities to celebrate the indigenous eulogy of their beliefs, and, of course, such a cultural phenomenon would attract many a tourist and stranger alike, that including the painfully curious liege that Sandalphon had been shadowing for the past few weeks.

You certainly are more reckless than I ever could have assumed, Lucifer-sama...

The ever-watching angel thought to himself as his tired scarlet hues watched as the other stood amongst a smaller crowd of mortals, listening to an orchestral band of musicians singing along to an somber tune. This was fine, however, as long as Lucifer was within a safe environment, Sandalphon wouldn’t interfere with his revelry...

“Hey, you! Mister!” “Are you just gonna sit there? Don’t you know the dance?”

The call of two smaller voices then caught his attention, averting his gaze to see a pair of children challenging him so bravely from the paved streets directly below him. Such exuding confidence... he couldn’t help but entertain them as a result.

“I do not,” he answered them with a bemused tone. “I’m just an observer, taking in the atmosphere.”

Hopping down and landing on his heels with practiced ease, the pair of small mortals were slightly impressed, clapping for him as their big eyes shined in admiration.

“Ohh cool!” “Hey, if you don’t know the dance, then let’s show you how to do it! “Yeah, Mister, watch us!”

“Very well. Prove to me your skills then.”

Step-by-step, the children moved their bodies and limbs accordingly to the beat, which was now energized by the band’s accompaniment of their appropriate claps and a small stringed instrument being plucked by hand. The pair lifted their arms and twirled and swayed to the music, Sandalphon almost admitting he was impressed if not for the fact that he was holding his stoic persona in front of them. 

“Okay. Aaaaaand...” Noboru let go of Zal’s hand after grabbing it and telling her to close her eyes after she came over to the mansion, leading her across the way and into the garage. “Open them!” Before she did, he jumped out in front and waves his arms up high, a wide grin on his face.

“--Ah, welcome, Sir! Today we have a special on our in-store bagged coffee grounds! Buy one get one for half of the price! Would you be interested in..?--Ah...”

But just as Riku was about to offer a sample to him, he finally took a good look at the next approaching customer: a tall, prominent, and graceful man, wearing such a calm and collected smile, the direct sunlight coming in from behind him and illuminating his slender form. And there, above the top of finely permed, lightly-colored locks, formed what looked like to be a halo and the thinnest outline of--not just two--but six fantastic wings sprouting out from his back.

Such a glorious and unexpected sight had completely taken Riku’s breath away.

“An.... angel...?”

༼੦ Standing outside of a small park, Yu watched the city’s inhabitants enjoy the morning. He wanted to go ahead and walk around too, though he was afraid his JIDA uniform would attract attention. So far it ad gotten him nothing but creepy people talking to him, and no help at all to figure out why he was there. ੦ ༽

🌸 — Moving as she looked up at the sky, Sakura collided with another person. Falling back and catching herself with a grounded stance, the pink haired Kunoichi gazed sympathetically at the man. “I’m sorry!”

☀ — The air was crisp as Guy walked along the sidewalk. Admiring the view and thinking of how cozy it was in his apartment - despite sharing it with others - he couldn’t wait to return. His breath was light puffs of air as he breathed in and out, a hand resting on the hilt of his wooden sword.

☀ — The swordsman felt alright in the City, his friends were there and it made the process of being trapped that less painful. Knowing he could see Luke and his friends anytime made him very happy.

@psychic-mediocrity

     “Hey. Lady. ...Yo...?” She wasn’t paying attention... She was the first person he saw when he came out of the room, and everything be damned if he didn’t get the attention he wanted!

@idolish7center

One incident after another of running into Riku resulted in Ryuu turning tail yet again and fleeing. Not just because of what happened between them in the privacy of the corner of Battler’s mansion, but because of the feelings it brewed within him. Things he couldn’t stand feeling. Things he knew were wrong to feel. He could never ever say anything, to anyone, or act on them. Riku was a good boy, he could never ruin both of their careers and it was also that... he wasn’t the right one for him. He knew if he brought it up, things that people would frown upon would result. He was just that pure and innocent, good at heart.

However, he couldn’t face him right now. He felt shame and couldn’t look him in the eyes. It didn’t help that for the umpteenth time they were crossing paths on his way out of Spider Bite’s Bakery; although instead of running, he ducked his head down and tried to rush past him with a brisk, hasty walk.

It made matters worse when he heard his name being called almost immediately, and he sounded completely fed up.

     I’m sorry, Riku-kun. Not right now.