#schneetxt

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She brushed hair out of her eyes. How many times could she retrace her steps? Mystery remained just out of reach, much to the detective’s annoyance. She supposed it was a matter of waiting. Waiting for something to happen. This air of perfection could only last so long. A city many would deem safe was the sort of city that hid more secrets than any other. Kyouko just wasn’t... one for inaction.

Ignoring her thoughts for the time being, she focused on the moment instead. Lavender eyes shifted toward the other woman. “The coffee?” her gaze turned toward the nearby cafe. “It’s rather pleasant. Ideal for the weather this time of year, as well.”

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Pit felt like a kid in a candy store. Koi was so exciting! He made his way down a busy street, drinking in the atmosphere with an awed look on his face. All the enticing sights, sounds, and smells... He was looking forward to exploring the city, especially all the restaurants and cafes. (The real question was, did any of them serve floor ice cream? Would it still give him health?)

He was so engrossed in marveling at his new surroundings that he failed to notice the metal pole right in front of him.

SMACK!

“OW!”

He rubbed his throbbing forehead, his wings fluttering behind him. Looking around frantically to see if anyone had witnessed his embarrassing accident, he made eye contact with a white-haired woman.

“Ha ha... You saw that, huh? Don’t worry, I’m fine. I guess I need to pay more attention to where I’m going.” He offers her his hand. “I’m Pit! Nice to meet you!”

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The woman walked with an air of importance, of authority. She reminded Maki of a solder, by her posture. At the least, Maki was certain she was some kind of authority figure. And that was cause for concern. Of course, there was no logical reason for anyone, outside of her world, to know she was an assassin. Rather, former assassin. Nonetheless, she couldn’t help the particular sort of anxiety bubbling up within her.

Maki idly tucked hair behind her ear. Stupid nervous tick, she thought to herself. What was she supposed to do in this situation? At least her face was more or less unreadable.

“Can I help you? I’m pretty new around here though, so...” She probably didn’t have any useful information. She was fine with this fact. The less helpful she was, the shorter this conversation would be probably.