♦ c r a s h. [ minato ]
A sudden jolt up from the slumber she had just forced herself from, and Fuuka was breathing heavily, sweat all over her forehead.
Was all of that just a dream? That huge fight between what was Minato as Nyx? All of that pain in her body from being flung against that building? Was that all fake?
All she could do was hug herself at the mere thought. It felt so real to her.... The heat of the agi spells, the icy cold of bufu.... There’s no way it couldn’t have happened. After all, Minato’s presence was still in the city! She could ask him!
She quickly got out of bed and dressed herself hurriedly, following the direction of Orpheus as she dressed. Oh, good, he wasn’t moving... at least not very quickly.... It gave the Priestess a good amount of time to catch up.
Without making her bed, Fuuka ran out of the district, and scooted her way to the Fool. Running wasn’t a very good idea, considering that’s how her whole “dream” had started off.
As soon as she saw the back of that familiar blue head, she skidded to a halt, and ran in front of him. One good look, and she could tell the malevolent being had left.
“M-Minato-san!! You’re okay!!” The schoolgirl ran to him and brought herself to embrace him almost immediately, as if he were going to disappear right then. Using that same fear, she held him tight, gripping the fabric of his uniform.
And she began to cry.
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