#flameindream

Worms didn't do well in cold, not since they'd adapted to a planet wide desert. The swarm was already shuddering as their members moved around inside the hunan facade to make a tiny bit more warmth. They needed to find somewhere better quickly--

Or someone, apparently.

A source of great warmth was casually walking along the street, and what's more, they were neither human nor Plant and appeared closer to Zazie themself then either. The small swarm scrambled to catch up while hanging onto their odd flora and the strange rectangle thing, proceeding to tuck themself against the tall stranger with a little hum of relief.

Large, bright green, slitted eyes peek up at them.

"You're warm," they say happily, their voice high and neither leaning male or female. "You're not a Worm, but you're not human either. What are you? I'm Zazie." As the numbing cold recedes, their curiosity takes over.

「𝔟𝔞𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔞𝔫𝔤!」- The gunslinger blinked. "Yer lookin' fer someone ta watch yer kid for a bit...?"

And he was going around to his neighbors to find somebody...? That was certainly an interesting method, but if it worked, well...

Vash stood in the doorway of the villa with another man (?) on his doorstep.

Well... Today was his day off... He really hadn't had any plans and it had been a little too cold out recently to really go out and do anything (not that even the ache around his prosthetic stopped him)...

Jiaoqiu was out right now, he could hide his gun and other things so the kid couldn't get into any serious trouble -

"Sure... I don' mind doin' that. Ya said 's just a couple'a hours, right?"

Trouble must have been saving itself for Badou upon arriving to this place-- he'd been able to lay low for awhile, stick his nose in a few things without getting beat up-- it almost ALMOST lulled him into a false sense of security.

But the infobroker is paranoid to a fault, so his guard wasn't completely down when he'd stumbled upon a few shady things, taken a few pictures, kind of gotten caught--

Forced to run for his life through Downtown Arcanus with it's bright lights and happy crowds of people just living their lives, having not signed up for a screaming dumbass sprinting down the street.

Something catches his attention as he twists a look at his pursuers over his shoulder-- a theater? That'll do it! These thugs wouldn't dare go somewhere theater kids frequent--

Badou ducks inside with a quiet grunt, and dives under a row of seats.

how intriguing ... that this performer could stir such deeply buried memories. . . ( and so on a whim of compulsion , byleth neared the amphitheatre stage when the crowd had begun to thin with the performance's conclusion. )

".... excuse me," she ventured , stilling just shy "i wanted to tell you that your dancing is beautiful. i'm ... not certain i have ever seen such mastery over flame before."

Luna would have ignored and kept walking, but...But you don't see a creature like this every day. She finds herself paused, watching as this tall being dances in the stadium. She came here actually because it was empty. After all, it was quiet and it would have been a perfect place to try out the borrowed guitar as well.

...

It was near the end of the evening. The sun was descending and Sora was making his way home from the city. He was exhausted with all that he did today. Running errands sucked sometimes but he needed to find a way to help Donald even though Donald could do it himself, he wanted to help any way he could.

As Sora walked up the street to 201, he saw a tall, black figure in the distance trying to..

Are they trying to break in?

Sora placed the groceries he was carrying to the side where no one would take them or run over them and he started to run up to the figure. He summoned his blade and ran with it resting on his shoulder.

"Hey!! Stop that! What're you doing? Someone lives there!"

As he got closer, he saw some of the more spindly features of the creature. Red details caught his eye too as he approached.

"What?! Heartless! You don't belong here!"

Loki had been doing as he was often known among palace engagements, merely observing from the shadows. To him, this was merely a civilization akin to Midgard, but none of these people acted as that realm. The answers they gave him were tedious, all the same. No, to find what he needed, he must look beyond this realm.

There were those who stood out against the placid scenery. And though are few, they may be what he needs.

One such creature took his fancy. He did recognize the species of his own world, but the moth-like features and graceful steps were certainly intriguing to behold. More than that... it had a divine nature about it.

He took care in his approach, something of his old teachings came forth of how to perform appropriate greetings, despite desiring to remain anywhere away from the festivities. ( Now was not the time to seek his own comfort. )

❝ Excuse me, good sir. ❞ Loki called, smile donning face. Hands clutched behind the back. ❝ I hope you may forgive my intrusion, but I seek to inquire of your origins. In truth, you rather stand out among these mortals. ❞ Surly, the creature already knew that.

A worried father has reported that upon entry to the Isles, his child had gone missing. The creature is stated to have a gray body, an almond-shaped head with striking face markings, black undeveloped wings, and is smaller than an average adult cat. The following image was provided: