@splitsoulkatana crossed paths.
This new life had been unexpected as much as it was unwanted. Death had claimed him soundly and even in death there was no rest for the wicked.
Here, however, there was nothing but rest. There wasn't any impending doom, no missions, no nothing that required his immediate attention. There was Megumi, but again, he certainly didn't want need him and wanting him has yet to be seen as a possibility.
It has brought him to spend some of his time inside his condo, occasionally venturing out to stretch his legs and get a lay of the land.
But not today.
Today he stole one of his condo-mate's fluffy bathrobe and wore it as he scrolled on his phone with a cup of coffee in the other hand. Leaning over the railing to the busy city below, he was fine with spending this lazy and good for nothing day alone--
"Huh."
He blinks over the edge of his (also stolen) cup at the particular sight of a young woman-- no teenager?
"You... look familiar."

















