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@keyhcld vindt je bericht leuk “;; Starter Call”

⟡ ═══ ♛ ═══ ⟡ Three times now; that's how often she's seen her pass by the cafe she's at. The third time being just as she left the little place. A foreigner, maybe? She looks like it; though that doesn't mean much, she supposes; she hardly looks Japanese herself.

   “Belle!” comes her hushed, yet delighted tone through a tiny smile. Her eyes

     spoke more than her expressions, and yet she was still a radiating beam of

     light with such a miniature smile. Reaching for Belle’s hands, she clasps

     them together in her own, appearing eager, “I’ve missed you. Do you

   “So you’re telling me you not only hate cheesy Doritos, but you hate all kinds

     of Doritos?” Akira asks in a flabbergasted tone, as if it was the most

     unbelievable thing in the entire world. “No taste. You’ve seriously got no

“So.....what you’re saying is your key is a lot like my dagger. That’s kind of a relief to know.”

“See this thing here is a tricky lil bitch. It can open a portal from anywhere to anywhere...but as of right now I can’t exactly control it that well. It’s a bit of a complicated matter with the.....uh.....alien space goddess person??? I guess??? That it one belonged to??? Some shit like that.”

She shrugs and puffs her cheeks, lips pursing in slight frustration.

   “I know what you’re going through doesn’t make a lot of sense, but I have to

     get to the point,” Keith starts, turning his head to look at her. “Have you seen

     anyone who looks like this?” Keith shows up a holographic image of Shiro on

     the very cellphone-like technology that was given to them. It’s useful, and

     he’s still learning how to use it, but it’s proving better than carrying a picture

     around. Not that he had one or anything.

   “Don’t worry if you haven’t. It’d be great if you did but...we’re not gonna kick

send me ‘☁’ to be locked inside with my muse on a rainy day.

Being at the beach was never a fun time to experience a downpour, but the girls managed to make do with the situation. They ran into the nearest arcade, hoping to pass some time with games and conversation. It got rather crowded so there was often nothing available, but the two found a strange comfort in watching the way the ocean behaved with the rain. It was chaotic, yet graceful, both calling and warning those who dare try to approach.