[They were going to throw a fit if they knew she'd come out here alone. Even before Night's death everyone was told not to go out without another person, and now that such a tragedy had occurred it was even less advisable to go out alone or even in pairs.
Yet here she was, treading quietly through the shopping district quietly, both swords at her sides, because she just couldn't stay away. It was a part of home, a part of her former life, and seeing it and the church brought back so many painful-happy memories.
She didn't want to bother anyone that early in the morning to go (though some part of her knew that at least one of them would have gone with her) and she just wanted to go.
Even if it was just for a little bit. Even if it mean trying to get back before Bon was awake. Even if it meant risking a lot of people throwing a fit at her recklessness. That wasn't the first thought on her mind right now, though.
She paused at the shop windows, frowning at just how barren they were. They hadn't been that empty when she was there yesterday, but trying to puzzle out just what had caused everything to vanish in that time period was far beyond her.
Sighing, she moved her messy hair back over her shoulder and kept moving, a flash of black catching her attention in the distance.
A familiar jacket. A familiar stance. But something was off...]
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Yet here she was, treading quietly through the shopping district quietly, both swords at her sides, because she just couldn't stay away. It was a part of home, a part of her former life, and seeing it and the church brought back so many painful-happy memories.
She didn't want to bother anyone that early in the morning to go (though some part of her knew that at least one of them would have gone with her) and she just wanted to go.
Even if it was just for a little bit. Even if it mean trying to get back before Bon was awake. Even if it meant risking a lot of people throwing a fit at her recklessness. That wasn't the first thought on her mind right now, though.
She paused at the shop windows, frowning at just how barren they were. They hadn't been that empty when she was there yesterday, but trying to puzzle out just what had caused everything to vanish in that time period was far beyond her.
Sighing, she moved her messy hair back over her shoulder and kept moving, a flash of black catching her attention in the distance.
A familiar jacket. A familiar stance. But something was off...]
Yuki-chan... ?