dxstitutione ::
No words escaped, letting the silence accompany her throughout the dorms' hallway. Hardly anyone was around to give off any sound which was somewhat relaxing. As for her, she rather make her way to the room of a specific person. Her intentions weren't out of suspicion but a confirmation of a few questions. First, there was that specific title . . . why were there no records of her own? Was she simply a student with an unknown talent who was recruited? Even so, that doesn't erase any of her faint suspicions. Based on the overall appearance, hers speculate around the athletic field or capability of high endurance. Despite her apparent body figure, those are an obvious cry of ' it isn't possible '.
For that, her composure sticks to and left others with the silent enigma she truly was. There's no harm in not speaking unless it was important. Why else not spend much time unless someone invites her? Luckily, no one has yet to encounter her for free period which offered this opportunity to do some field work. A gloved hand adjusted underneath her chin, lilac optics stared at the front entrance of their classmate.
Mukuro Ikusaba.
A few knocks is all it took before awaiting a response. There's no doubt in her mind that she would be here in her room. If not, perhaps the others will know. No response? Retreating, the sound of the door opening allowed her to take her position. Seems like nothing out of the ordinary. Except . . .
❝ If you don't mind, may I borrow a moment of your time Ikusaba-san? ❞
