@chuketsu. // event sc.
Okay... okay. A really spooky fog wasn’t exactly ideal, but at least it wasn’t a terrifying thunderstorm, now, was it? As long as Mitsuba didn’t get too close to the thick of it, he wouldn’t have to deal with the he-didn’t-know-what-they-weres, but-their-shapes-were-scary, hopefully. Maybe. If he was lucky.
And, you know? So far, he had been.
Mitsuba had mostly been darting through Archimedes just doing what he could to help other people, really; he had seen how scary those who had sided with NULL could be, albeit while... at... a safe distance. He was perfectly okay with that. As much as Mitsuba had faith in his abilities that he hadn’t really had before, he was still not in as good a place as... well, any of those menaces.
With the destruction the storm had left, never mind the destruction everyone else was leaving, Mitsuba had opted to just do what he can to make sure everyone else was okay. He didn’t want to go home just yet, and he certainly...
... he didn’t want to disappear.
At least for right now, it seemed like he was in a mostly-safe area. With there still being several hours to go until the wires became accessible today, Mitsuba seemed to be walking through something of a ghost city. Or so he thought, until --
-- the sound of footsteps had him turn his head, swallowing thickly past a sudden lump in his throat.
“U-uh--”
Should he hide? Should he dive behind something? Or should he just... um... what if they weren’t bad? What if they --
-- and so Mitsuba kept standing uselessly in the middle of the street instead of doing anything worthwhile.
