marx-and-meira said:
A young lady sat at the edge of a cliff, the wind lightly blowing through her purple hair. She didn't seem to be in a good mood. In fact, she might be contemplating leaping off the cliff to her death.
After a rather long journey, Meta Knight found himself along a cliffside lined sea. Whether he was here on galactic business or not, it was still a very pleasant sight for sore eyes.
However, he noticed another perched precariously on the rocky overlook, and he couldn't help but get the feeling something was... wrong about this. Now, normally the knight wouldn't interfere with things if it didn't require immediate attention, but still, he began approaching this being silent and with caution. Perhaps he would just observe and see what they were up to first.












