#saravalt

Laying amongst the bodies at the fountain was Alisa Amiella, eyes fluttering in a daze. Somehow, they realized, they felt a little weaker. Should they look into this feeling, they would find that they were only able to use 3/4s of their usual strength. Upon fishing their pockets, a card key labeled Area A 1-B was produced along with a cell phone. They place the items down near their Armlet as they make a decision on what next they should possibly do.

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moss agate: if my muse has a high or low opinion of themself

Oh man. Draven is convinced that he is the greatest thing to grace this planet. It would do him some good to take a step back and realize that he has quite a few flaws that he should acknowledge, but it’s doubtful that he’d be doing that anytime soon.

bloodstone: how my muse sees themself as part of the world at large

So many damn people, and despite the enormous amount that there was, he felt even more isolated knowing this. Who was he to trust, and who held a higher position than the others? Antisocial tendencies and only having met a copious amount of people in his life, it was a sudden anxiety he’s never coped with before. It was best to stay calm and to stay cautious, especially with his hands shaking out of nervousness. Keeping himself balanced was his main priority, and to hold up his pride high enough to have his anxiety replaced with anger-- a feeling he was familiar with, comfortable with-- to get him through this ordeal. Sulking by on the streets in order to gain as much information as possible, it was the sight of silver hair and crimson clothing that caught his attention. 

Jumping to conclusions would be risky, thus, he only followed, silently, and watched her as she entered a store. At least, the posture reminded him of Alisa; she remained sturdy in her stance, but there was a sort of insecurity and awkwardness in her gestures. Really, if he already noticed these similarities, he might as well see for himself closer up. Entering the store, it quickly reminded him of the cafe that he’d been brought to not long ago. Small tables, the smell of coffee, and cake laid out like decoration.

With his target in view, he took small steps towards her, though hesitated upon a small gap between the two. What could possible go wrong when approaching the person? If it were a stranger and not his fellow God Eater, then she’d ask him to explain himself, or that he’s some sort of creep, and then he’d have to speak and stress himself over a situation that he got himself into. It’d be a constant bother if she persisted. Immediately, he wiped that thought from his mind. Soma was supposed to become social for the sake of his position and the future of humankind, he needed to get over his arrogance.

“.. Alisa.” There was an eighty-percent chance she was really Alisa, and with his hand resting on her shoulder, he was hoping the twenty-percent chance wasn’t sneaking up on him to force him into an awkward situation. In all honesty, he’d be relieved to have knowledge that she was in this strange world with him, considering that they’ve been with each other for three years now, and partners for continuous missions. She adapts to new environments faster than he, which was also a plus, and sympathizes with others when he cannot. Alisa would be his first choice in being stranded in this city with, annoying flaws and all. 

        How long had it been since she had last seen her? It had been several long weeks since they disappeared, almost going on a month. And yet, here they were again by her side as if nothing happened. It baffled her whether she should have been relieved or not, unknown to her whether their worlds were better than the one provided. Regardless, such thoughts were kept away in a distance for now, letting the present seep into her as the newly ocean breeze brushed against her blonde locks. 

        Their bodies partially covered by the incoming waves, the deity stood next to the girl whom seemed to be preparing herself for a morning swim.