#claire01

The trip to blackthorn city was for a different reason then most of his trips. This one was a personal errand compared to improving his preservations or hunting down poachers. It was going about to completing a childhood goal he had when he was younger. The one person he needed to talk about to find it was here. Gently, he entered inside of the blackthorn gym, seeing if he could get her attention. 

Never had Gundham been so careless as he had been in that particular moment. There he stood, staring in what seemed to be an amalgamation of shock, disbelief, and worry at this woman who he had run into. Literally. He usually watched where he was walking very carefully to avoid this exact scenario, but somehow...

It was like she had come out of almost nowhere. Before he could process it, they had already collided. The surprise of it almost staggered Gundham and the recoil when he had realized what had happened was very noticeable.

The amount of physical contact that was made was not slight. So why wasn’t this woman dying? Dissolving into the air? Ceasing to exist by some supernatural means? Gundham forced composure onto himself.

Now this was something he didn’t expect to find in this place: Someone who really did look like a video game character, perhaps they were, even. Tomura had no clue how people were gathered here anyway, so everything was possible.

          “That’s a nifty costume you got there. Are you some kind of magic knight-class?”