#explosivedesire 01

"Mmmm, it's you."

Sebastian doesn't know this person, but he's seen her around. Sneaking and slithering like some troublesome pest. Who knows what she has in mind when lurking about his home?

The ringing in his ears was all-encompassing, leaving Legato shaky on his feet. While this city was loud to begin with, the evident explosion that had just rocked several blocks brought that reality to an entirely different level. Had this been his familiar home, Legato would not had bothered to investigate what had detonated.

What he was quickly learning about this wretched island, was that there was a plethora of self-proclaimed heroes and troublemakers who could pose as a problem. With his abilities muted by the mysterious forces of Spirale, the disciple needed to be on alert of anybody and anything that could be a potential threat to himself.

Moving his way through the streets, and turning at the end of the block, Legato narrows his eyes, inquisitive to his surroundings--

And of the odd person standing amongst a plume of smoke, wielding a weapon he had never seen before. Unintentionally, he makes himself visible in her line of sight, and huffs through his nostrils with annoyance.

Red skies, red sunlight, and this girl with a rocket launcher. Rika blinked blearily, then squinted, then shook her head. It wasn't her business. If the rocket launcher was going to get used on the train, they'd already drove over the last bridge before being back in the city proper. So there went any chances of blowing up the train in an active of radical something-or-other.

Still, they'd had a bit left to go, and …

"Hi there, do you maybe want some help getting that into the overhead compartment above you? I think with the both of us we can reach it, and I'm sure that'd be more comfortable than holding it for the next few stops."

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“Gyah-!” Mizuki instinctively threw a front kick toward the alleyway, eyes wide and looking to the girl who’d emerged from it so suddenly. She was rather annoyed and a bit creeped out- probably biased from having been taken off-guard like that, but could anyone blame her? Irate as she was, however, she first needed to chastise the AI in her head.

‘What the hell, Aiba? You couldn’t give me one of your warnings of a biological response?’ “No, I couldn’t. All but two of my auxiliary functions have been disabled, remember?” ‘…Right. Sorry.’

At the very least the mental conversation tempered her agitation. That didn’t mean it was gone completely, though, as the look on her face as she prepared to speak to the girl made apparent.