#fuuka.reply

Fuuka felt her fingers twitching with...worry? Excitement? This was an odd feeling that Juno was giving to her. To feel the sensation of someone that had the same power as her, which was either a good or bad thing from past experience, made her unsure of how to feel. So, she got on a train from her make shift apartment in Shibuya and made her way to a cafe called Leblanc. Fuuka did hear thru the word of mouth in school that this place was a wonderful place--a hole in the wall, per se--for food and coffee.

And who could say no to coffee or anything warm? The closer she got, the more she could feel Juno pulling her towards the cafe. In a matter of minutes, she was in front of the cafe, her laptop down at the side, and she stopped herself from going in.

I know I am on recon...but, maybe Juno is telling me something that'll help us. ...right?

Fuuka could feel her hands getting pinker and redder by the moment. "I thought I dressed warm enough for the cold." She let out a weak laugh and shivered. "Wasn't the pharmacy suppose to be open already? I don't know if I can wait any longer for cough medicine."

Fuuka wished she wasn't so short whenever she was at the local bookstore. She knew she couldn't reach the book that she needed to finish out her favorite book series, but she was so damn determined most of the time. And yet, all the stools were broken or wobbly and she couldn't hurt herself. As if THIS wouldn't.

Fuuka was eyeing the inside of a local bakery, watching them kneed the bread and forming little shapes with them--stars, triangles, for example--as she pulled her coat over her shoulders more. She heard amazing things about this place, but wasn't sure if she should get some for her friends or just for herself.

"Brrrr." She shivered as she put her gloved hands up to her face, causing her to blow on them to get them warmer. She rubbed her hands together and looked up at the sky, waiting for the first snowfall to come this afternoon. She didn't get a white Christmas, but she still didn't mind waiting for snow.

"I think this is the place?" Fuuka looked at her phone, and then back at the place, and then back at the phone again. She knew her friends wouldn't lead her the wrong way, but then again when was the last time she went into a bar. By herself. So, this was a first for her in general. After being stressed out from being kidnapped with her friends in Inaba, and dealing with that, perhaps this was what they had in mind?

“Just...visiting?” She asked, repeating his words, as she felt something being pulled towards him. Fuuka didn’t know why, and wondering why she felt somewhat at ease near him. Fuuka put a hand to her chest and looked up at the man named Philemon. “...you are wearing a mask..” She whispered as she wondered if he had the potential.

Then again, Fuuka, of course he has to--Juno pulled you towards him for a reason.

@kinjiros-quiet-corner (continued from here)