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[A girl appeared in the Square, on hands and knees crying, a red and black school uniform. It was Hikaru, returned from the world of Cephiro, but her return there hadn't been as happily ended as she had thought it would have. She had gotten to see Umi and Fuu again, and helped save that world, but... She looked down at her hands, blurred through her tears. With those hands she had done something terrible. She never wanted to do that. She didn't even understand why it had to come to that. But she had done it. Fuu and Umi had been there as well, in the mashin, but it was Hikaru's sword...

It took a few minutes for her to realize she was somewhere else, lifting her head to look around only to find herself in a place that wasn't Tokyo Tower, as she'd expected to be. A vague sense of familiarity nagged at the back of her mind; she had been here before. But when...?]






[ooc; Action spam for anyone in the Square who wants it. 8O]

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[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

*has seen enough fake smiles from the blond to start to get the hang of it, but he's uncertain about this one. Something is off, but he sure as hell isn't certain whether he's right or not.*

*so he huffs, ignoring the other guy as well, merely letting them talk and keeping an eye on Hikaru*

[not-an-amateur.livejournal.com]

Affirmative.

[motions to Kurogane]

You there. Escort her to a medical facility. One can never be to sure. Forward any bill to me.

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

[and cue mild panic]

I-i'm fine, really! I don't need to go to a hospital!

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

Fine. *he holds out a hand to her* C'mon. *a 'trust me'*

[not-an-amateur.livejournal.com]

[A job well done. Sousuke puts on his sunglasses with a spang of lensflare, light there or no. He leaves the two to continue on his patrol]

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

... [she nodded and took his hand quietly]


[ooc; Thanks, LJ, for not sending a response. >|]

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

*his hand closes gently around hers, leading her off a bit*

*glances down at her, raising an eyebrow*

Physically, how are you?

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

[she thought about this as she followed along] ...I'm fine, really.

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

Hn. Have you eaten?

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

...No? I wasn't gone for very long...

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

I think the blond made dinner. *isn't asking, cause hey, for the most part, it's not really any of his business, but he's here, and he'll see to what he can*

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him because ...wut. She's fine, no really] It's okay, really...

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

*stops, looks down at her, and raises an eyebrow*

Look. Something happened, I don't know what it is, and I sure as hell ain't gonna ask. It's your business, and you can tell me if you want, and if you don't then you won't. But it's easier to deal with if there are other people around, even if you don't talk about it.

*in other words, daddy ish worried xD*

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

...Thank you, Kurogane-san. [she didn't think it'd be easier because it meant she'd have to pretend more ~_~ But she was still grateful]

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

*huffs*

...let's get you something to eat, kiddo. *hairruffle*

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

[blinks at the headpat but doesn't do anything about it]

... Is Yuuko-san still here?

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

Yeah.

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

...Could I see her? I don't really have a communicator or anything with me right now.

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

*nods* Yeah...I'll tell her to meet us at the apartment.

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

Okay. Thank you.

...How long was I gone from here?

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

A couple days.

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

...Are you sure? I was back there for maybe an hour or two...

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Positive.

[redstrength.livejournal.com]

...I guess time really does flow differently. I didn't realize it.

[ninja-ing.livejournal.com]

Yeah...the blond came back after a couple days one time and he'd been gone a week.