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[iruka-senseitional-blog1]

Iruka’s survived seven months in Hive City, and by now he’s come up with a system to rank his days. It’s been a Level Two up until now: seemingly normal, prepare for explosions or kaiju deciding to throw a destruction party.

It’s as he’s standing at the bus stop that his day is upgraded to Level Three: why the hell do I have to live here. The ninja stares down suspiciously at a sewer cover that’s rattling ominously, as though someone’s banging on the other side to try and push it up.

With the tired sigh of a man who always has to help against his better judgment, Iruka closes the distance between himself and the sewer and stares at the metal cover. “Er...hello?”

@lunastriker

[ken-masters-blog1]

"My first meal had to be fish and rice. Man, I could go for a plate of carbonara.”

[notsogrimm-blog]

A Smashing Entrance

lunastriker

“Now’s really not a good time...”

She’s back in Hive City, which somehow manages to be even more alarming than the first time. She’s pretty sure she hadn’t recalled this city once she left it, and that no time had passed back home during her last stay here. It’s a bit reassuring to know, but this confusing memory business sort of subtracts from that “calming” factor.

Whatever the case, Ruby’s got Zwei in her arms and takes a single step--

--only to spring backwards as a speeding car shoots across the road and careens into a building, causing a veritable explosion of broken glass and mortar.

“O-Ohmigosh!!” In the blink of an eye, Ruby’s scrambling, moving some of the debris away from the car, Zwei at her side. She looks over her shoulder just in time to see a dark-haired boy approaching.

“Hey! Can you lend me a hand here? It looks like somebody’s had an...” A burst of smoke shot skywards from the hood of the car, and she winces. “...accident.”

[seasaltpoppet-blog]

@scldixr

Wanderlust;  a word Xion had recently learned. Ever since that glowing pillar presented itself at the castle, the small girl found herself exploring more and more bizarre worlds. It was nice not to fight any heartless at these new worlds, they weren’t corrupted and that made the puppet grateful. 

The scenery for this new area was different to say the least. She had taken the wrong path and found herself at the remains at what looked like a factory. The area was barren and honestly not really worth the time to look into (the heat did not help with the black coat that Xion had). Making her way back to the fork in the road, the girl looked at her surroundings. There was one more path to take and her curiosity got to the best of her. Trekking down the path, she saw a small village. 

“What is this place?”

[honoringthemantle-blog]

“I’ve been here long enough to know I don’t belong.”

[starfirebolts-blog]

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        “X’hal! My powers do not work in this environment. I feel weakened. And no matter how long I am sitting in this sunlight it does not heal me. Do you know why this has happened? Is the sun not working?”

[embiggxn-blog]

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        Alright, so she was in a strange place but at least she had her Captain America jacket. Cool. But a sudden thought occurred and she couldn’t help but voice it to the absolute next teen looking person that happened by.

        “Okay, this will probably sound weird but...do you know if they keep up to date comics here? Because aside from being kidnapped and forced to not even have a phone and internet, they can’t honestly expect us to just miss all these issues, right? What are we even supposed to do in a weird city we can’t leave?” She paused then muttered to herself, “Okay, Kamala, you gotta stop complaining to random people.”

[origamibirds-blog1]

Can you hear me now?

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"'Scuse meee~!” Hajime practically sang as she caught up to the fellow, clasping her hands behind her back. She swayed to the left and to the right on her heels as if standing still was simply not an option--or walking straight for that matter.

“You totally just forgot this in that cafe back there! Thought ya might want it back, so here it is!” With a flourish, she presented his cell phone to him, her empty hands then coming up to snip at the air like scissors. It was a peculiar gesture but something she did frequently nonetheless.

“Hmm...The cell phones get replaced automatically once they’re broken, don’t they? I wonder if it’s the same if ya lose one!”