#void multimuse

"This is a nice change of pace here kid, been a while since i've been the one to get a piggyback ride." If he was honest he couldn't remember the last time he had been on the receiving end of one. Most of the time he was the one giving them, carefully climbing onto Mk's back with a chuckle.

His first instinct had been to say no, that he was alright and reassure Mk that this was no big deal. However, he'd be a hypocrite for doing so. He was trying to get Mk to see that it was ok to ask for help and lean on the support of his friends, that he didn't need to do things on his own.

The nerve of this man. He certainly had guts for a soon to be dead man once she decided incognito was going through the damn window. Soon enough if he didn't let go of the bag she'd bought filled with food. A growl almost slipping out as she throws another rock at the wannabe thief when he peeks his head out at her. Narrowly missing given everything as she only then runs to grab what is rightfully hers. Snatching it back just moments before he can grab it and skidding to a stop as she can glare at him definately.

"Oh do spare me the theatrics."

"Unlike you I'm not dying with curiosity." If only she could have avoided him of all people. While this may be a different version of the man who singlehandedly destroyed her entire life alongside another bastard, she'd atleast thought she could have gotten away from this mess sooner than later. Being caught now only meant he must have picked up something linking her to another. The successor of this world's Wukong. He doesn't have the blood running through his veins but the similarities are all there. It makes her want to gag. Frankly, the boy has it far better than she ever did. Yet that doesn't mean those memories don't lurk at the edges of her mind. If this one was anything like hers had been, it would be easy to atleast lay him flat on his back and run with that moment of distraction.

Even still she won't be caught with her hair down as some would say. Gripping the edges of the bucket filled to the brim with apples a bit more tightly. How easily he moved out of the shadows before her made her fur crawl, carefully crafted glamors made her always appear human. She needed to be in a world that was unlike hers. Staying anonymous was her best bet here. She was given a second chance and she'll take it. Though many of her questions will always remain unanswered. Why did she alone survive when her world died? Why did she end up here? Has those events already taken place or is she just unlucky in being thrust into a world of a past time?