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Well, that cleared things up. Feeling much more relieved she strapped on her helmet and was ready to go. 

The idea of him cooking something for her was interesting, she wondered how good he’s gotten at it in his time here. Ageha was really seeming grown up, even more so than ever. Like he even passed her up. She definitely didn’t want to get left behind, not ever again. 

“You’ll have to teach me...” Suddenly her face shifted moods if only for the moment. “Ageha. I’m really glad I’m here with you.” The fact that she was here truly was a time for celebration. Even if they were prisoners. 

“Yeah, I’m not too much of a fan of motorcycles, ‘sides I got a car and I can only get one or the other.” He says while putting his black helmet on his head, looking if she was ready for the ride. Going from Sector 3 to Sector 4 was nothing, 10 minutes if much.

“First stop, my house. I can cook you something, consider it a—”

“—welcome back.” Was that seriously the best thing he could say, like they were trapped here against their will and now he says something like this, totally the worst.

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Oh, a scooter, well that wasn’t so bad right? I mean surely not as dangerous. Amamiya had heard nothing but dangerous things about motorcycles and had experienced it herself. I mean sure they looked cool but just thinking about them made her feel a little dizzy. Matsuri took her on drives a lot but she wasn’t exactly... careful.  Ageha wasn’t exactly known for being the careful type either, but she reassured herself it would be fine. 

“Oh.. is that so?” 

She reached out to grab the helmet from him. In comparison to what she’s used to this would be nothing! Besides, she’d get to hold onto him, right? The thought made her cheeks flare up red just a bit. 

The moment he actually went for the spare helmet at the scooter, or as he liked it to call it ‘his bike’ he only saw the trembling and rather goofy act that she was doing, his expression was totally blank just by seeing her gripping some invisible handles.

“…” 

Priceless.

“Y’know, the one with a motor with it, it’s not actually a real motorcycle, like a scooter.” Wait, is she actually terrified of bikes– hold on a sec, now that he remembers, the first time they went through Matsuri came for her as she was unconcious but well, didn’t she drive all the way there drunk?

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“I’ll let you lead the way.” She flashed a friendly smile, following right behind him while keeping in sight. For an encounter in the hive this wasn’t going so bad. She had to remember most of the people here were going through similar situations. 

He had only been here a couple days, huh? He wouldn’t be as stocked up on information as she was hoping. Well, at least she wouldn’t have to make this an interrogation. She let out a small sigh, trying to hide her slight disappointment

“In total I think it’s been about a week. My memory of my first visit here is kind of hazy, I can only really remember important events. After the first time they sent me back home and now I’m back again, but it’s only been a day.”  

“Well I wouldn’t be offering if I did, so let’s get a move on.”

Ark’s slightly sarcastic tone was meant as a friendly gesture as he motioned her to follow. As she asked her follow-up, Ark blinked. He thought that question would have been brought up at a later date, but he supposed now was better than later. “Only a couple of days, miss. You?”

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She too would be happy for Ageha’s sake, her eyes lighting up in excitement for the activities he mentioned. Especially a dessert shop. But what really made her heart race was thinking about what his house would be like. Would it reflect the inside of his heart? Would she have to meet his roommates? Oh god, now she was a little nervous... Wait, what did he say?

“A bike? Like a...” she peddled in place, looking rather foolish as she hit an invisible bell. “Ring, ring! Or a...” Then she proceeded to lean forward and grip invisible handles with an intense look on her face. “Vroom, vroom! That kind of bike?”  

An image of riding on the back of Matsuri’s bike flashed into her mind, making her feel a bit nauseous. 

Thanks Amamiya. I knew you would understand.

He thought at the moment she squeezed his hand, making him to relax from the previous experiences he had told her. He was more than happy that she understood and that she was here with him once again, she knew him very well after all. Smiling, he stood up and walked towards the door.

“Well, this place has lots of stuff, you could say it’s like a enormous Tokyo, well, it’s not like Tokyo is huge already hehe.” He scratched his nose and tried to remember good places he went to spend time with his friends. “Ah! I could show you my house in Sector 4 and then we could go to Only Desserts, it’s a good cafe in Sector 5 that specialices on desserts as it says hehe.” He said happily, as if the stuff he said a moment ago didn’t happen at all, one could say his way of thinking was picky but helping to forget all that stuff was good enough for him.

“I’ll bring a spare helmet. I got a bike after a while, I always wanted one y’know.”

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Sorry for being MIA due to finals, Sakurako will be back in action for sure! 

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The past is the past.

More like the past would repeat itself, she thought. Sakurako tried not to frown as she watched him struggle and pretend. He should know she knows him far too well. But she didn’t say a thing, perhaps right now being serious and negative just wasn’t what he needed. No, she knew it. Her favorite times were those lighthearted days when they pretended the world wasn’t going to end around them. 

She squeezed his hand tightly to control his shaking and comfort him. “I’d love that.” The least she could do now was smile for him as well and try to have fun in this city she already despised. 

“What do they have to do around here anyway?”

Calming himself by taking deep breaths he let his body fall on the couch and let his head rest on the support of the right, his right hand covering his face, was this really for the best? He thought, all the people he has met, and the stuff he did, were they really good ideas? He only grumbled and tried to think about what was coming next.

Still lying down in the couch, he cleaned up his tears and looked at her, shit, now he has done it. He got all selfish and forgot about her or her feelings; he stood up and embraced her again, making her head to hit his chest. “That so? Thank you… I swear I’ll do the same to you, like I’ve always did back on Psyren.” The sudden sound of her teeth gritting, and the murderous aura she was releasing made him only to hug her again. “It’s okay… the past is the past. I just needed to vent myself out but it was at the worst moment.” A lie, he couldn’t have cried like that before, only when he saw her face again he could actually let his heart release that pain. 

“C’mon, let’s walk around the city, I’ll help you with stuff so you can have a better time until they decide we can finally go.”

He took her hand, his hand was still shaking but he didn’t care or well, pretended to not care.

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His offer was unexpected, but would make potentially discovering an ally and gathering information a lot easier. A guarded personality was none of her concern, all she had to do was be honest and ask questions. 

“Really? What a coincidence. That would work out great then. If you don’t mind, that is.”

“So how long have you been in this city?” Right to it.

“Well, I was about to head out and find one myself, actually… So no, I don’t. Do you want me to join you in finding one, at least?”

Something about the other made the Oracle Knight feel a lot more secure, but that didn’t stop him from being cautious on what he said, and how he said it. Keeping his hands on his hips, he waited for a reply from the other.

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She immediately recognized the imitation puppet. Seeing it felt like a hammer to the chest. He never forgot her, did he? Such a simple thing from before they even got together, before they went through hell together. And from the sounds of it they would continue to have to go through hell together, but that was better than the alternative. Better than what he had been facing. She knew what it was like to go through hell alone. To watch people die in front of her eyes, to fight countless battles alone. No, the people she watched die she didn’t even care about. Perhaps the fate he was facing was beyond her comprehension. To even die himself, what was that like? She couldn’t imagine. It burned her heart alive. She would rather die in his place. 

Clenching her fists, for a moment she couldn’t even bear to look at his face as he spoke. It was too painful to see him like this. As if she was sharing his pain. But that’s what she wanted to do, share his pain. So when she gained some composure despite the tears rolling down her face, she walked over and wiped his. 

“I won’t let you be alone anymore. I’ll carry your burdens for you now so that you don’t have to go through something like that again.” Her voice was loving, but she also found herself gritting her teeth to hold back rage. To hold back her absolute hatred for this city. They had even less reason than number seven as far as she was concerned. To do something like this was unforgivable.  

Poor guy couldn’t let her go, all of the stuff that happened in the course of a year finally escaped from his chest, all the pain, all the sad moments he went through, and finally that day when he was forced to see how useless he is when he couldn’t save anyone when he was forced in Psyren. It wasn’t her fault; it was his, for being so idiotic, for being weak.

“…Yeah. I guess…” Walking to her room he brought something from his jacket’s pocket. Given by its appearance it was a wolf puppet with some bunny ears badly put on it so it was a kind of wolf-bunny puppet, this was from hers. Or at least an imitation of the original one. He put it on the bed and took a seat, still sobbing.

“…Sorry for making you see that side of me. I was… no, I am kind of shocked you were brought back…” She went straight to the point, well, it was some kind of natural for her, and he forgot that, he’s really dumb, to forget everything of her until now. “Well… how do I begin with this…?”

“4 months after you were brought here, a war started, and I almost died protecting some friends of mine, well, I couldn’t save one. She’s currently doing okay, but… something happened after that. In another moment, Sector 4, where I live currently was set on fire and lots of lives were lost… in that fire I died.” He paused, the memory of finding his friend’s corpse and seeing how his life was getting out of his grasp weren’t real good memories.

“And well, after that. I was forced into something, I think it was all part of the scientists scheme… they made me enter Psyren. And made me see all the timelines we went through only to see everyone die… Asaga, Kabuto and even the kids, not once… but lots of times, in one of those I saw you die being pierced by Junas… oh god.” He stopped again, and started to cry once more. “Damn it, Amamiya… I hate this… Please. Don’t ever leave me alone… I don’t know what to do if you disappear again.”

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Things might get interesting, hm~?

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Something was definitely wrong. He was far too rigid. Just what did this city do to him? This kind of trauma couldn’t have come simply from being away from everyone, could it? His trembling made more tears threaten to fall. She felt so sorry for leaving him all alone, even if neither of them had any choice in the matter. If it was up to her she would stay by his side forever no matter what she had to sacrifice in order to do so. 

She wanted to ask what happened. She needed to know so she could put an end to all this suffering once more. But she thought it better he get comfortable first. 

“... Let’s head inside and catch up, okay? I’ll do everything I can to stay with you for as long as possible.” 

The moment she embraced him, he only extended his arms and hugged her as well. He missed her and of course, he wanted to be with her once again, his embrace was tighter than hers. In the past he would have just said, ‘damn it I really missed you.’ But after the amount of stuff he has went through, his heart felt… dry. So, once he saw her again, he finally felt like his emotions were finally kicking in, at least some of them.

“…Yeah, things aren’t really the same with you too. No one… no one like you…” The grip became somewhat stronger, his arms were shaking, this felt like that time when he got into the 6 month coma when he overused his PSI and almost killed himself.

He started to shed tears as she buried her face on his chest, he didn’t care or wanted to tell her what happened, “I’m glad…I’m glad you’re here. I really am.” He would never let her go, he’ll fight the scientists, or even everyone just to make sure she doesn’t escape from his grasp again.

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@badassneesan

The woman she crossed paths with in an empty part of the city was no doubt eye-catching. Her beauty undoubtedly more striking than Sakurako’s. She held a familiar icy air to her. Perhaps they would get along... or would they repel eachother? 

“Hello. Can you tell me what you know about this city, if you have the time?” Usually those quiet types were either dense or brilliant, afterall. 

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@judgementasterio

There was something about a fellow warrior, you could usually pick them up from the look in their eye and the way they carried themselves. If their values were noble, they made good allies. Especially in a place where you were always fighting for your life. 

“Excuse me sir, I was wondering where to find the nearest supermarket?” 

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Since it’s meme sunday mun will share a closet little bunny cosplay she did yesterday. 

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[ Bold which of the two traits applies most to your muse! Note that these will not necessarily be opposites! ]

Ambitious // Vindictive

Self-critical // Selfless 

Idealistic // Relaxed 

Loyal // Innovative

Patient // Neat

Kind // Moody 

Fearful // Open

Frugal // Glamorous

Trusting // Confident 

Perfectionist // Patriotic

Methodical // Humorous 

Maternal/Paternal // Callous

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When she pulled open the door the girl immediately went running into his arms, pulling him into her embrace. When it was with him, she was no longer the calm and composed girl she always seemed to be. She would feel many things and the tears would start flowing. 

“I missed you so much...! It’s never the same without you, Ageha. Nobody is the same without you.” 

It was so stupid how this always happened. How she turned into a pile of mush around him. She couldn’t control her sobs, not even a little. Burying her face into his chest. Even though there were more important matters to address, like how he was doing and what has happened in her absence. She knew she was being selfish. 

This was such a weird day, first, the presence of PSI waves that catched on him pretty quick, much like they were saying it was familiar. Then, he saw silver hair during his return to the house. Don’t tell me it’s her, he though. He discarded the idea pretty soon, after all. People from different worlds came here and he could have misinterpreted things.

But now, while he was cleaning the dishes, something or rather someone came to his mind just now. This voice, yes. He has heard it before, and it has been a year since then. Cold sweat passed through his back and dared to respond after some seconds of silence.

“Got it. I’m on my way….” Somehow, his voice didn’t had the emotional cheerfulness he would have, shock maybe?

After some 20 minutes from riding his motorcycle to Sector 3, he reached the apartment building. Running on the stairs towards the 9th floor his only thought was ‘Please, don’t fool me again.’ After all, he was played with on his first month in here, the girl who he fell in love was taken after a short while she was here and now, she’s once again in this place.

Knock, knock. Simple fist reached the door and hit it.

“Amamiya, it’s me, can I come in?”

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@psiofdarkness

It was worth a shot, trying to get in contact with him. If she was given her telepathy she would sure as hell use it. As she had with him many times before. 

She stood from the top of her apartment, taking a deep breath and focusing what amount of psychic energy she was given. 

‘Yoshina Ageha.. if you can hear me, please come to apartment i-3. Please come back to me.’

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Intro/Open

This again.

Returning to this city left her with a pounding headache, but she had enough experience with keeping her mind held together to remember where and who she was. The last time she was here was brief but unpleasant, however it reunited her with her beloved. She could only hope that he was still here.

For now she felt her task was to ground herself and find her way around the always changing city. Directions should never be this complicated.

As she neared her new home the mood grew unsettling. That’s right, she had heard this was the bad part of the city. Violence everywhere. In the distance she could hear a child crying. She just... couldn’t leave it alone. Unfortunately it was a trap. 

“I should have known scumbags like you would be here.” Yet she didn’t even sense it coming. All of her senses, her PSI, it was all weakened drastically. In this situation she was practically defenseless. Screwed.

Or perhaps that wasn’t entirely the case.