#secondtrumphet

@secondtrumphet Said: "Hello! Welcome to The Daily Grind!" Yuu cheerfully greeted as he heard the chime over the door. His smile brightened when seeing the woman who came in. He'd seen her here a few times now and wondered if she was becoming a regular. "You want the same as last time or want to try out something new today? We have a summer special tea with peaches, strawberries, lemon or blueberries. Your choice, I highly recommend them."

"Your kindness is most appreciated."

Two books in hand, not uncommon. Smaller locations like this were a gift, it was why she frequented the area more often. Sort of like a getaway. When you were watched no matter where you went, there was no option but to think of appearances. All eyes always on you. An object, not a person. Yet this man, he always spoke with such kindness.

She was used others speaking to her this way. Who wasn't excited for the opportunity to speak with royalty? But a lifetime of such treatment, it had a way of making someone numb to it all.

"Tea would be lovely, thank you. If I were to choose, I do believe strawberries are most appealing."

If she wasn't wealthy in Hyrule (which she was), her wealth knew no bounds here. The currency rates, Rupees were worth much more. She saw it for what it was. An asset. Books, ingredients, tuition, the occasional outing, like this. There was nothing more to money than that. Luxury was to be indulged in on occasion, it lost any meaning if it was something you partook in every single day.

If only her parents would get that.

Eyes lowering, a book is opened. But it's not a textbook. Yes, she did use them. But how much greater could one's knowledge become, if they used supplemental sources? There was still work to be done. Major, and minor. Music theory, and more importantly than anything else, a certified collection of writings on medications, and their effects on the mind in relieving symptoms like anxiety, or hallucinations.

Chemicals, biology, everything that went into the process. All of it had to be understood, and there were hundreds to memorize. Nineteen years old, she still had at least ten years before she could even begin supervised practice under an actually licensed psychiatrist.

@secondtrumphet Said: After everything he'd seen since the apocalypse, seeing a dog man now wasn't even that much of a surprise anymore. If anything, the sighting just had him arching his brows in slight surprise and a bit of curiosity.

"Huh... Where'd you come from?"

"Think the better question is where I ended up."

Easy enough to say this wasn't the present he knew. Maybe the well had messed up or something. Maybe this was something akin to what happened to Kaname, she hadn't used the well at all, but that was tied to Utsugi. Surely he didn't have some descendant, the way she had an ancestor in his own time period. He didn't even have anyone of romantic interest, let alone the possibility of a descendant.

From the moment he awoke that morning, he knew that today was going to be different. Special. Mika took care in his usual routine, looking to the calendar for the occasion he must have forgotten. But the square was blank, a normal day compared to all of the colored ink around it. Knowing that wracking his brain over it would drive him insane, he pushed the feeling to the back burners. Yet he still found himself skirting around plans with friends, excusing it as time for himself, time to turn his thoughts over and over until what he felt made sense.

Now it felt like a string led him along. His feet led him on a path without a destination, up until he realized that he was exactly where he needed to be. When the casual observation of his surroundings snagged on green eyes that noticed him first and his whole world suddenly narrowed to a single point.

Oh. Anyone would dream of this moment, imagining fireworks bursting, an arrow of love shot through the bleeding heart, classical music reaching its crescendo. The media did a wonderous job dramatizing the meeting of a fated pair. So much so that Mika would nearly think this a coincidence if it weren't for his absolute certainty that this was his person.

His soulmate. One that was currently running away in the opposite direction.

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@secondtrumphet​

The drumming and bustle in Europe was a different pace than the drones of his homeland in Japan, perhaps even Russia as well. Seasoned in the chill of winters, being in France had been somewhat of a paradise despite the fall season coming in with it’s bristling front, shaking the leaves from the trees as daylight thinned. Mikaela stood in front of an overhead menu, struggling to decipher the words with his only rudimentary French ( only lucky enough to be learning it on the fly due to his internship here )---some dishes stood out, and he had a much better time reading the array of drinks served from the café in this little bistro he had chosen for free time.

Did they have this conversation a million times already? Yes. Will Mika continue to have this conversation until Yuu accepts that Mika would never want that? Yes.