#indigocrash 01

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🎶 | @INDIGOCRASH // STARTER CALL

✧*:･ﾟ| THE scientist beams to himself, pleased with what he's seeing. A school! It stirs the sharpness of his heart, excites him in ways that most other things do not. He's sheepish as he floats in place, trying his best not to gawk with an open jaw. ❝Nee, I have been sleeping in, it seems. Was not AWARE that this place was established.❞ A hum to himself, palm resting underneath his chin. ❝Are you a student here, young one?❞

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Following the line of thought of; ‘If this is another experiment, the other DCOM participants should be here,’ Diana attempted to look for any glance of the others while she headed to her apartment (which was located towards the center, apparently, whatever that meant). If she came across nothing, then Diana would simply continue to look and ask around after she’d switched into something that wasn’t so warm.

(Really; it was December. The only way it would be this warm is if she was in the Southern Hemisphere... which was a question worth pursuing later. She made a mental note.)

As the heat started to get to her, Diana started to slip off her red sweater when she noticed.. Akane?

“Akane! Over here!” She did not realize how silly she looked with her sweater around her arms. Unless she’s not Akane, in which case, not over here. “Wait, you can’t read my mind, can you?!” Diana still didn’t have all this Esper knowledge straight.