#exsolis

“Even so, Kohinata-san. You shouldn’t have to suffer like this alone!” Tsubasa insisted. Even if she had no idea what happened beyond Miku suddenly disappearing. When Tsubasa finally got back in contact with Miku, she wasn’t the same girl she once knew. Out of nowhere, she had something called a Faust Robe and behavior that was painfully familiar to Tsubasa. Miku seemed... troubled. Even if Miku didn’t speak up about it, Tsubasa couldn’t shake the feeling something horrible had happened during that time she was missing.

Hibiki stayed where she was for a moment, wondering if she was hallucinating Miku and she wasn’t actually there. However, a bright smile crossed the girl’s face as she ran towards her friend and hugged her.

“Miku!”

How long had it been since she’d last seen Miku? It felt like ages! “It’s been forever! I’m sorry I couldn’t go to Lydian with you... But I hope you’ve been doing alright!”

Somewhere in the city known as Tokyo, a lone figure could be seen collapsed onto the sidewalk of the empty evening streets. He was a young man well into his teens, with spiky jet black hair and a body that was considered well fit. He wore no jacket or shirt of any kind, so his skin was completely exposed, showing a few light scars here and there, like he has been through some fights and if one were paying attention, his right arm was changing its appearance --- it at first looked like it was dark and scaly, almost like the arm did not belong to that of a human, however, it had been changing into a regular human arm.

It was unexplanable, but there was also a strange energy around his body that had started fading away as well after the two brief minutes he had been laying there.Several light groans came from the unknown youth as he moved slightly, though showed no sign of getting up anytime soon.

@exsolis

Did she worry too much, really? She probably damn well does. She worries every time news trickles in that Miku is injured one way or another. Which rarely happens, but when it does it's like time stops and a switch is flipped, with every cell in her begging to know if her friend will come out of it alright. So yes, she still worries too much, unfortunately.

But nowadays Hitsugi would like to think that she's getting better at... resolving these tensions.

With a wry smile drawn on her lips, she picks at her tense jaw and withholds further comment. If Miku says it's fine, then it's fine.

"In that case, do let me know when you'd like to have your dressing changed." she points to the cloth on her thigh. Miku might need to spend the night here, if she's gonna limp home.

She snorted, “Got my ass kicked out of heaven, not that I really give two shits about that. Ya really aint missing much.......then again you are you, so let me guess ya gonna try and take over the earth again or some fucked up shit?”

“I should, if I was following their schedule.” Maria casually hid a yawn as she shuffled into the kitchen, still dressed in her uniform at that ungodly hour.

“Paperwork, area surveyance, assisting Elfnein with her new devices, and now I’m finally back here. Ad-hoc work sure brings me places.” That came out worse than she had intended, as Maria was by no means dissatisfied to be able to help around. Maybe just a little, as it often ate into her training time.

When at the counter standing beside Miku, she reached for a mug and brewed herself coffee. Naturally, the woman grew curious at what the younger teen was up to.