@veroxins said: 🥀
Send ‘🥀’ for a scenario of your muse’s last meeting with mine before my muse dies.
It’s raining. Tenko is looking outside with a frown creasing his brow. In his hands, he is holding a mug of freshly brewed tea that will likely go cold before he thinks to drink it. The current operation weighs heavily on his mind due to how difficult it will be to navigate the collapsed building’s structure. He’s been at work all day yesterday, and now he and his team will continue their efforts after a just a few hours of rest. Though the weather isn’t ideal for what they are planning, they’ve been informed that such matters cannot be taken into consideration this time. The items buried deep beneath the rubble need to be extracted as soon as possible and with minimal damages.
(Tenko wonders why the secretary had sounded almost frantic when telling him this. They are just supposed to retrieve some boxes. Whatever is inside them? That company--)
Upon hearing the soft sound of footsteps, Tenko turns slightly and glances over his shoulder. When he sees Daiten, he musters a genuine smile that is dimmed slightly by the dark bags under his eyes. “Hey,” he greets her. “Already heading out? I might not be able to see you these next few days, but I’ll make sure to stop by at your place once I can.”
Sometimes, Tenko regrets being a hero.


















