awkwardxcrimson
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Mukuro didn’t stay.
In fact, she immediately stood, shaking off her daze as clammy fingers clutches onto the bag. It has not occurred to her that she would been murdered, especially right at the beginning of the game. After all, she hadn’t even accomplish the bare minimum of her mission objective. Thus she left, heading towards where that woman disappeared, only to find herself lost in a strange place. Her head swirls about, cadet grey eyes analysing the terrain only to come with one final conclusion:
She is no longer in Hope’s Peak Academy.
With brows slightly furrowed, Mukuro takes a step before a foreign feeling attacks her senses. It leaves her disorientated as a palm rests itself on her temple. The soldier shakes her head, wanting to rid of the sensation when her eyes spots something crimson not too far away. She didn’t even realise that her feet has taken off until one of her gloved hand pulls onto the other’s shoulder to meet her gaze.
Face tinted with emotions too complex for her to determine at the moment, Mukuro hesitantly greets the familiar face.
“....Sera-san?”
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