#maki01

Kyouka sighs to herself, still processing the fact that she’s stuck in some random city. No one knows why, or why they were chosen specifically. It’s all some big mystery, and it makes her feel a little uneasy. This is a task she has to face alone, without the others there with their own ideas and abilities. 

...But for now, she needs to relax. 

She decided to sit on a bench in a nearby park, watching people jog and have picnics. She probably looks a little weird, but she doesn’t really care. She needs to escape her thoughts for once, all they’re doing is making her all frazzled. Her eyes instantly look at a girl passing by, and she stares. Oh. That’s a pretty outfit, and it really matches with her hair. They share the same colors and hairstyle... she decides to speak up.

“I like your outfit.”

        It was a little embarrassing to be lost, even if she had just got there. She’d been there before but her memories were still settling so directions weren’t at the top priority for brain function.

The sun was shining! People were in good moods! The scent of flowers was everywhere! And Kotori was walking down the street, humming to herself, with an ice cream cone in her hand! Today definitely was a nice day, except-- it would be so much better if she would finally find the other members of µ’s!

With that in mind, she kept looking out for familiar figures, paying attention to their clothes, hair styles or even the way they move! One thing was certain though... within all those twin-tails that she passed, it would be hard to ever make out Nozomi or Nico, but luckily something else caught her gaze! The uniform of Otonokizaka, worn by a red-head!

  “M-Maki--?”

inferatriz

[ ★ ]—— The trains in Japan were pretty packed at every hour of the day, but Hive City’s wagons might risk to spill people out of the windows with how full they are. Eli has found solace clinging onto one of the bars, holding it for dear life while sharing it with at least a half dozen other people, multiple hands other than hers gripping it tightly. It’s hard to move, or breath at all, but according to the track she’s close to the sector she wants to stop by.

      She will never complain about Japan’s transportation services again.

      While waiting for her freedom, the blonde takes her time looking around and studying the other passengers. Some seem to blend into the crowd perfectly, others stand out, whether it’s their medieval armors or impossible hairstyles that would probably make anyone in her world cringe in fear and desire to get away very fast.

      Amongst them, however... she spots a vivid red. Not just some red hair, but the red hair whose shade can only belong to a girl she knows well. When the person in question turns her head a fraction, Eli can recognize that face as well. There are no more doubts. Overjoyed by the discovery, the blonde forgets she’s inside a train full of citizens and lets go of her spot, begging whoever is in her way to let her pass and not get in the way.

      “Maki!! Maki!” She shouts the other’s name, reaching her just as the train comes to a sudden halt, and she stumbles forward. Thankfully there’s a bar preventing her fallas she grabs onto it and regains her balance, but in exchage for the luck, she now is very close to her friend’s face, and tries her best to back away the best she can while chuckling and blushing a little.