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The flames of Ace’s bonfire cracked on the marble floor of the local shopping mall. Mall-goers walked around him in a wide arc to avoid him and the makeshift camp he set up, complete with a tent. Ace hummed to himself as he maintained his sword, making sure to clean and oil his sword before he eventually turned in for the night.

A flash of yellow caught Ace’s eye across the campfire. Was that person staring? He couldn’t see clearly due to the distortion of the light from the heat of the flames. Either way, he decided to wave.

Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no. Mikoto could barely believe what he was seeing. When he first saw her, his head jerked up in shock, and his entire body froze. His legs felt weak at the small glimpse he had, and he struggled to put his thoughts together to form coherent phrases. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt his heart race this fast before.

That brilliant yellow was indistinguishable. She struggled to fly around, but was caught in the hair of a young lady in front of Mikoto. She was in no way dangerous, but the sole thought of someone getting stung caused his entire body to freeze up. Somehow, he managed to get his words out though.

@yangtastic

When she saw the metal prosthetic, her eyes grew bright and wide like Lux. 

“That arm!” she blurted out. Her hands quickly clamped over her mouth, eyes now filled with terror instead of wonder. 

       Cu stifles a yawn, hands resting behind his head as he made way to a local pub. The sun was soon to set and he wanted to be sitting inside having a relaxing drink, but there evidently was no such thing. Moments before he could open the door to walk inside, it appeared to have shoved a gentleman right out with force. He stumbles out, falling to his knees in front of the lancer. “Looks like someone is having fun.” Cu remarks before stepping over him and entering in.

“Yang, not right now,” Blake spoke insistently, focused on homework for Professor Oobleck’s class. Being one of the star students when it came to history, there was a certain pride that Blake held dear - one that he tried to keep up with. Still, he could afford to take a break. . .

A few seconds later. A sigh.

❀ “Did you just beat those guys down..?” He was surprised with how petite she was to his own height but Keiji did not doubt her strength or skill at all. What he didn’t know was the ghetto sector was common for acts of muggings,killings, and negativity.And for a peaceful man, he didn’t enjoy it. ❀ “They did all but lay a scratch on you, your fists are quite powerful.”