#a2 01

[ki-0011-blog]

The initial shock and terror of arriving in a new city was gradually beginning to ebb away, instead replaced by... childish curiosity. Kyouka stuck to the shadows and away from most of the citizens in this city, instead opting to “people watch” as she so eloquently put it in the past.

It was all she was good at, after all. Watching from a distance. Observing. Learning.

Foggy memory aside, Kyouka’s curiosity couldn’t be stated. 

A particular woman caught her attention. Her head cocked slightly to one side, and then to the other- kind of like a lost puppy would. Red eyes blinked once, twice, and then she froze when eyes fell upon her person. She made a hitched little squeak of alarm and stumbled backwards and further into the alleyway.

Why is she running? Why is she running?

A good question indeed.

@regrevenge​

[regcontact-blog]

It took 6O a bit of mindless wandering and exploration, but she eventually came across the district she was told she’d be living in- district Zeta.

Seeing a hustling and bustling city full of people- real, actual people!- was exciting enough, but coming across the district she was to be living in was almost enough to floor her entirely. Her eyes blew wider than before and she stopped in her place.

She couldn’t even name most of the plants in front of her. She supposed that was to be expected, considering she hadn’t ever left the Bunker before, but still! There was no hesitation when the little operator model scrambled forward.

... At least, she would have, had she not scrambled square into the back of someone in the process.

“D’oof!” She sputtered, falling back flat on her butt. She brought a hand up towards her head and let out a vague groan of pain. She blinked her eyes open and only half of an apology escaped her before it was interrupted with a sharp gasp. Her teeth clicked together with a squeak.

She knew who this was. This unit was bad.

This unit was dangerous.

@attackertype