#loyalstraydog

“—Tsk.” Insert a very awkward hug from Fushimi to the (female) Black Dog. 

Sighs left a pair of pallid lips softly, aqua hued oculars peering at the group of familiar faces before him. Unsurprised and irritated as he usually was, the tip of his tongue clicked along the roof of his mouth, bony fingers running through untamed locks of hair. "—Tsk. Is there a reason why you're here...?" The swordsman inquired in a dull tone of voice, not really caring about who he was talking to.

Riku wandered the streets, his hands in his pockets. The anons had clearly thought it was a good idea to plonk him somewhere new every time he turned around, so nowadays he just went along with it. It was then he heard a scream. "That's my cue," he muttered, running towards the sound.

Anna sat at the cafe alone. It was a nice time away from the boys of Homra. She ordered a strawberry drink which she happily drank. She saw a Taller girl with black hair walk pass her. She reminded Anna of someone but wasn't exactly sure. But she could sense a dark yet light aura from her. She got up, curious of this light, "Um.. Excuse me..." Anna called out to the girl.