#imsorey

They had just left Lastonbell. That was the last thing Mikleo remembered.

But Mikleo blinked, and suddenly, the vast, sprawling plains of Rolance had been replaced by a grey skyline. His companions were no longer by his side. Sorey was no longer by his side.

“Sorey...?!”

He looked around frantically for Sorey, for Rose, for Lailah and Edna, for anyone, but as his field of view swiveled about the place he was standing, he realized that this landscape looked very, very familiar...

“This is...Hive City?!”

Mikleo calmed down soon after, slowly walking through the streets and taking in the surroundings. Not much had changed since his and Sorey’s last adventure here, though the Malevolence had certainly grown thicker. Mikleo didn’t panic, though. If he hadn’t succumbed to it yet, then that meant that Sorey, his vessel, must’ve been close by...

But where? How could he find one person in a city of thousands?

Give or take a half hour of walking, Mikleo realized he was being watched. He took note of it, but continued on his way--or at least he would’ve if two burly men hadn’t stepped in his way.

“You have no place here...”

“...Excuse me?”

Though he didn’t need clarification to catch onto the bad intent. Malevolence poured from the men in thick streams. Were they in the process of becoming hellions? And yet, there had been no hellions the last time...?!

Mikleo had no time to think about it. The men lunged, and Mikleo jumped back, bringing out his staff.

He had been faring well on his own for the first little while, but more hellionized NPCs had been drawn by the commotion. It was beginning to look like an uphill battle; without full use of his Seraphic artes, Mikleo could do little but rely on melee attacks.

Even that was stretching the limits of his physical capabilities. He had had no choice but to run, and while he managed to throw some off his tail, others still followed. Mikleo ran, turning this corner and that, until eventually, he ran into a dead end.

“Gh...”

Of all the times...! He turned around to find that at least five of the men had followed, and brandished his staff defensively.

In the unprecedented chaos that had erupted around the city, Mikleo and Sorey had become separated in the ensuing panic. The Seraph was frantic in his search for his friend--from what Mikleo could gather, a full-blown war had escalated from nothing, and with war came Taint. Whatever atrocities were happening out in the city right now, Sorey could not be exposed to it for long, lest he fell to Taint.

“Sorey! Sorey...!”

Calling out futilely for the brunette, Mikleo ran from street to street, fighting off whatever enemy decided to challenge him. He had to stay calm in a situation like this--he was often the voice of reason between the two--but fear and uncertainty had begun to eat at him. If he didn’t find Sorey soon, then--

“...!”

There! Up ahead! That figure that only Mikleo could know so well...

“Sorey!”

But as he neared, he could sense it--something was wrong. There was something very different about his best friend...

“...Sorey? What’s wrong?”

Zain: just a friend's haha

Naughty boy: it's Harry's, isn't i-

Zain: No! No! I swear it's just- it's a friend's

☂: What is your favourite kind of weather?

The kind of weather where you walk outside and it feels like you're still inside. basically when it feels like there's no weather. anything other than me being inside and rain being outside i hate weather

✤: What is your favourite kind of food?

21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate?

Tasuku is polite and proper, addressing elders and underclassmen alike with respect; your typical “good kid.” His type of hero would probably be the kind of person he himself aspires to be: someone who doesn’t need protection, and someone who would fight for justice to their dying breath. Conversely, those without honour, those who would cheat, those who would hurt innocent people–those are the people that Tasuku despises.

22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner?

He tends to keep himself detached from others, probably because of his proper demeanour, so he barely has any real friends. Typically, the type of people he’d befriend are the ones who reach out to him first and treat him like a normal person as opposed to an idol or a celebrity.

As for partners/lovers, someone who wouldn’t coddle him because of his age is probably ideal for him. Since he feels strongly about justice and the like, a kind and good person would be the best for him… Though Tasuku himself could probably stand to learn a thing or two about tolerance and understanding the layers of another person.

27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality?

this kid has no casual clothes that should speak volumes

He often wears his uniforms properly. His school uniform in particular is always buttoned up completely, cuffs folded, shirt tucked in, with his tie worn properly etc etc.

29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling?

He tries way too hard to be something he’s not for one thing, and of course that’s what led to his downfall. Also, he’s reckless as hell because he thinks it’ll help him grow up faster. He is also misguided as hell. And he’s quite reliant on his status as a Buddy Police officer, as well as the Future Force and Jack to feel like he’s worth anything, so if you took all that away for him, it’d knock him down for a while. And of course, he’s naive to a fault.