A labyrinth of all things to reappear in the city is enough to strike the mercenary from her ordinary hiding; she prefers to remain to herself, silently operating business and her own life without arising suspicion from anyone around her. She has chosen to leave Sector One for the day, locking up the office and taking side streets back to Sector Four, motorcycle at her disposal to and from work. Expecting nothing more than a simple ride home, it’s hard to say whether she’s shocked or impressed by the work of art which strikes the city seemingly at random; it’s worth an investigation, she decides once she’s home and checking her cell phone. For which ever reason it is, she sends a familiar friend a text message to speak with on the situation.
TO: ALLEN WALKER
FROM: MUKURO IKUSABA
[ 1/2 ] Hey, I’m pretty sure you see that maze too. It’s not the first one we’ve seen, but I don’t think this one’s at all like the other one. I would like to see what’s going on... maybe it’s like one of those stories with treasures and stuff in it.
[ 2/2 ] Meet me at the entrance if you want to come along, otherwise I’ll be alone.
Immediately arming herself and hiding her weaponry in cloths, she straps it all down as she once again takes off; there’s no guarantee, in this city of magic and uncertain factors, that her skill with mechanical weapons will mean much, though the soldier figures it is worth a try. Parking and preparing, she’s far from the entrance as she is not sure what might come from it, armed appropriately as she approaches the familiar boy, who is also not far from the dungeon itself. “Hey, I hope you don’t mind coming with me... I trust you enough with mazes, so we should get started soon if we’re going to do it, since I don’t know what’s in it...”
