#kyrie 01

Sou would rather die, than admitting he did find the animals around here kind of cute... Especially the feline-like ones. However, some of those animals also seemed dangerous for a so called ‘petting’ zoo. 

A lot of them had antlers and sharp teeth! While it was tempting to pet some of them (that means, as long as no one would watch him), he did notice some person that was taking selfies next to a creature he would count as that kind of dangerous. 

Was a stupid selfie really worth the risk...?

Grimm was keen to meet everyone else that Okina had taken under her wing – even the roles that could be considered background. All parts were important to a perfect show! In the short time that the agency was open, though, there was one particular being that stuck out to the god of nightmare. A spirit. His own realm was populated and connected with the most vicious and desperate of ghosts, so it was a familiar subject.

He'd caught them eyeing him a few times, too... but they probably didn't know why he was eyeing them back with such interest. When the Troupe Master finds them alone (he guesses they wouldn’t want him spilling such sensitive info around, after all), he’s eager to approach.

Swirling, spinning, his mind is so…confounded on what’s going on here. Red eyes glance around quickly, seeing an endless hole and...a bunch of cars? He’d never seen so many moving at once, but before he can even attempt to wrap his head around this - he’s quickly ushered into one. No matter how much he thinks back to that, he can’t figure anything out about it. This place is definitely unfamiliar - and he’d been to a lot of places. The buildings are all in one piece, he doesn’t even hear children scurrying around, trying to hide. Nor broken windows, or cracked doors. 

It’s all...pristine. He thinks he’s seen this before, actually. Crossing his arms over his chest, if he really focuses - the world was once like this. The buildings must have looked different of course, but everything being so…whole is what must have been like before the Apocalypse. ...When he was still with the Hyakuya Orphanage. He shakes his head, trying to brush off the thoughts that could easily follow up with that one - first things first. He needs to figure out where he is. He needs to find his way back. He can’t leave Yuu alone with Guren, the mere thought of it gives him a pang of disgust. He can barely tell it’s there, but he knows he’s uncomfortable. 

After catching sight of a brown haired girl, as much as the thought pains him, he decides to ask her something. Walking towards the stranger, he moves slowly - aware of how fast humans can run, or quickly become hostile. It rarely matters much to him, they’re putrid anyway (he remembers what that felt like, what hatred feels like.) but it would be more of an annoyance than nothing if she took either stance here. “Do you know how to get out of here?”

There’s an unfamiliar presence in her dojang. Nothing threatening. She knows she’s not in danger, so perhaps someone who’s interested in learning martial arts? It’s what pulled Hansol out of her meditation state on the ground and have her rising to her feet. Before the Gumiho turns, she picks up a familiar scent. Is Nero here too? She’s ready to greet the both of them when she fully turns to face not two, but just one person. A woman with Nero’s scent.

And it takes her a moment to process the why and then it clicks, “Welcome to Radiale, Miss Kyrie.” She folds herself into a respectful full bow and when straightened back up to her posture, she smiles warmly. Everything is probably confusing. Kyrie is probably worried about the possibilities of things here and while Nero is with her....things will only just get harder. It concerns Hansol to no end. She worries. 

Putting his hands in his pockets, Kyo sighs and starts walking, no destination in mind. He’s getting restless, like a feeling deep down in that place he hates to acknowledge that something’s about to happen. So annoying. I mean come o n, he’s just walking! He looks around to settle his nerves and sees absolutely nothing that would set his instincts off. Just great, his animal spirit must be broken or something.

It’s when he passes a nondescript brunette that his instincts go completely haywire. The hair on the back of his head stands straight up and he has to resist the urge to hiss loudly at this stranger. Honestly, there is nothing threatening about them. They could fit right into a group of Kyo’s classmates, quite frankly. So why was he freaking out? The need to know outweighs the urge to run and he (gently) grabs the person’s arm. He wasn’t expecting it to be so cold.