#pyrolatry

“It’s... not really bothering me, no.” Anda replied, looking toward the cute little devil-like creature tearing into a box of conversation hearts.

“You feel like the happier transformed people here, so it might come after you.”

As if on queue, in fact.

The woman who walked into the HCFA building was a much different woman than the one who’d left her home that morning. Night had soon fallen, with most rescue efforts screeched to a halt. Rika had managed to pop in her home and grab whatever blankets and comforters she had -- which was admittedly not enough. She would have to go back and see what else she had -- but that would have to be in the morning, where the odds of some wayward stranger slitting her throat were less likely. Still, at the front desk they went, as she struggled to take off her coat without setting down a box. It was, however, comforting to see Yoosung at one of the waiting benches.

He was asleep, with Willow only an inch in dreamland next to him, but still. Rika would ask him about how today went when he’d gotten some sleep. That begged the question, though --

“It’s pretty late, Willow. Shouldn’t you get some sleep, too?” Rika’s question was at the midpoint of a yawn, just barely audible. Though the dark of the office managed to hide the circles under her eyes, Rika was certain Willow would see through it. Still, shouldn’t Willow rest, too? (At least this gave Rika an excuse to give the girl her present.) Rika quietly stepped over the sleeping bodies -- whose rest was anything but peaceful. Her main target was Yoosung, who was shortly wrapped around in Rika’s coat. It was too small for him to actually wear, but it would pass for a cover, for now. With that done, she squeezed next to Willow.

🍥 Hanging from a tree, Naruto could easily get a good view of the surrounding area, blocked by tall monochrome buildings and under a cloudy sky.

     “Some of this actually looks so real, I’m afraid to touch it.” Talk about the perfect candied eyeballs. Tamaki really hated this city... Were they for the monster side of the party, or was he over thinking it?

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Such diversity this city seems to offer, the Ultimate Anthropologist couldn’t help himself at times to study what kind of people he would find. It was as if so many were gathered all at once! Though he will have his time to study them all. Unless someone tried to kill him. That would be the most unfortunate of circumstance in a way. Though death was nothing to be feared once one has come to experience forms of death.

So it would be best to make the most that he can here. And t start it all off, was to enter some store where they sell clothing for the citizens here. Something that he would probably not be seen out in. He preferred the clothe his sister made for him after all. Though he would still ask the other in the counter about it.