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[pterotillomania-blog]

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Irritation simmered beneath the incredulity she felt upon viewing the recorded message these ‘scientists’ had left for her. You would think the ones intelligent enough to figure out transport people across space would know better than to try and abscond with one of Lord Fumus’ Thrones. Whatever ‘experiment’ they must be running must not be worth that and she could not help but feel that there was something more at play here. What that might be, however, was beyond her. While she had a mind for strategy in the battlefield, she had never been really learned enough to know of all the players out there and what their goals or tactics might be. She had always relied on Egmont for that sort of that.

Was he too somewhere here? How about the others? While Elwine had never cared too much about them it would be a lie to say they didn’t make a good team.

Well, she would certainly find no answers staying here and while inconvenient , being surly would get nothing accomplished. She needed to act.

When the angel finally left the room she had awoken in, she wrinkled her nose somewhat when she was hit with all the many scents of the city--nothing like the fresh air of heaven. Fortunately she had no intention of staying here long enough to require getting used to it.

For the next hour Elwine simply made her way through the city, keeping her wings carefully folded behind her for now. This city was a rather odd one. She’d seen some similar to it before, and it took her a while to really pinpoint what it was that made this place different.

The diversity. Looking around what she saw more than anything were humans, which was odd in of itself, but she could also spy many other creatures. Were they too, part of this experiment, or were they all in on it? Were they even aware of said experiment, or was this a bigger hoax than she had expected? With next to no knowledge it really could be any number of things and loathe as she was to admit it, Elwine was at a genuine loss on how to go about figuring this out. Her method had always been punch first, let Egmont ask questions later.

Idly she began to pick at her feathers with a claw contemplatively, before her eyes fell on what looked to be a map. A couple other people were loitering around it, and she figured that was as good a place as any to begin.

[silksentinels]

@kuromahou

In the end, Lobco had returned to the fountain she had settled in earlier. Despite it being two weeks, she still hadn’t managed to make her way over to her apartment, and after mulling it over, she thought it would serve her little purpose. Unless they had some means for which she could keep herself hydrated, it wouldn’t be worth the hassle.

Given she wasn’t exactly what people would consider a ‘normal’ shrimp she was able to breath just fine above water, but her body would still dehydrate quickly, and without water she would die.

A most painful way to go.

Not one she wanted to have more personal experience than she already had.

For now, however, she was floating in the water, beady eyes fixed on the sky above. The city was quieter now, but it still seemed to thrive and let out the steady hum of life. It was oddly comforting. The occasional conversation of passerby, growing louder, then fading away as they made their way to their destinations, the soft rumbling of those metal contraptions with wheels, somethings a bark that made her heart constrict as she remembered little Silone. All these noises, all so different from the eerie silence of the castle that had once been her prison.

The difference made her happy, the reminder that she wasn’t trapped made her exhilarated, and both those emotions made her guilty. She had a duty that she couldn’t fulfill here, and a charge that could be endangered by the very fact that Roc could mistakenly take her absence as her having run away. From all the grief that Chlomaki caused her, the cat was a person dear to Lobco’s heart, and she was a girl of great fealty and compassion. Her vows were not a matter she took lightly.

Then there was the simple fact...that she missed her. She missed her rambunctious and exasperating witch. She missed that cheeky, carefree grin of hers. While they spent plenty of time apart, their connection as witch and familiar had always made her feel like she was close. Indeed, so did her connection with all the other familiars.

That was one of the few things that had allowed her to get through those difficult times.

Lobco could recall her so vividly, indeed, it was almost as if she could hear her voice---

---wait a ticket.

A loud splash came from the fountain as Lobco suddenly wriggled around to right herself, then crawled out of it. No, no she wasn’t just hearing things. She would recognize that sometimes grating voice anywhere!

“Lady Chlomaki?” She swiveled around in the direction she heard it from, trying to pick out her form in the dark. 

[temporalblue-blog]

@kuromahou

It was easy to get lost in Sector 004.  The area was busier than most, and the least uniform in comparison to all of the other places she had explored by that point.  Various buildings appeared more finished than others as if an idea had been conjured up, though, a lack of execution on the creator's part hindered its development into the city.  It was a beautiful place, though.  Nothing was quite like the Sea Kingdom back home, but she could still admire the architecture amongst the many other pedestrians hurriedly bustling through like schools of fish.

A street with trees in-between residences, kids playing hopscotch on the sidewalk, and well-maintained lawns in front of fancy-looking doorsteps could neighbor run-down businesses with busted windows, darkened alleys with a fire made of twigs inside a barrel in the distance, and roads that seemingly hadn't been re-touched in years.  Admittedly, the many opposing cultures living so harmoniously together was a little surprising to her.  She had been to Witch World where witches all cut from different cloth managed to co-exist, but it was never to the point of it being as peaceful as how Sector 004 seemingly appeared.

Time seemed to pass in a blink.  Before she knew it, the entire sector was dark, save for a few streetlamps.  She had no idea what time it was but knew she needed to get back to her apartment before it was too late to get back to Sector 005 safely.  It seemed as though when she made that decision to turn around and give up exploring for the day, her luck awakened and gifted the sea witch who she had been searching for all day.

Initially, it had been difficult to see her long lost friend dwelling in the shadows.  She blended in, what with her all black attire and witch hat shrouding her face from passerby.  But that side-grin of hers was unmistakable.

“Chlomaki!”

An immediate mix of emotions forced a weight on Wadanohara's chest as she ran to hug her, greeting the other witch with a warm and tight hug.  It had been such a long time since she last saw Chlomaki.  Out of all the people she knew that could have wound up in this situation, she never expected a powerful witch such as her to be in this mess alongside her.  It was a relief to be near Chlomaki in some ways, but she  wished she didn't have to endure whatever those mysterious and cruel scientists had in mind for their 'social experiment.'  It was all too much to comprehend, so much so that it was laughable.

"I wish I could say that I'm happy to see you, but under these circumstances it's..."

She sighed a little, rubbing at her old, tired eyes with her right sleeve.  Her grip on the other witch's coat did not loosen, though, Wadanohara did manage to pull away to give Chlomaki a little room to breathe.  After all, her friend's body was already constricted and restrained by belts.  She didn't need to contribute to the tightness surrounding Chlomaki's frame.

Wadanohara smile expressed that of a sullen sort of amusement.  "Hohoh...  I...  I um, I suppose that would be a lie, right?"  She remarked, her voice dry and question rhetorical.

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