first rosso fantasma ⚜

[prayed]

The warehouse had probably been sealed off long ago. Already it had begun to fall into a state of disrepair. Sand bags, empty boxes and other supplies were littered about. Abandoned, locked away and forgotten, no longer anything that a person would care to look for. The evening sky, the sun fading fast, made it feel somehow older than it was. Like a relic from long ago. It looks so fragile. The pillars upholding it might just collapse, the beams above might fold in on themselves and bury her.

Even so, it was the perfect place for Kyoko to work though. Unwanted places, unwanted people, they all bred curses and those curses drew out Witches. So, she carried her Soul Gem in one hand as she walked along the concrete floors. The other was occupied with a piece of taiyaki. Kyoko didn't even glance at the cans as she kicked them aside, the papers as they crumbled under her boots. Her mind was wholly occupied by her cause for coming here.

But that cause was no long showing itself. Certainly, since she was still here, somehow still alive, that person should be too. Somewhere, in this place, she was there just moments ago--ah, did she feel a familiar magical signature just then? But it was gone too soon and she was left with only more wandering to look forward to.

"Tch. This is really pissing me off, y'know," she said, to no one in particular. She kicked away a can, more forcefully now.

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[braidstobows]

It had been a long time since Homura had hunted a witch; there was a different enemy now. It was her first sign that something wasn't precisely right in this warehouse. She'd think the difficult search was the trick of a barrier, but no barrier would look so normal, completely bare of the chaotic elements of a witch's mind.

Perhaps, after so long, she was beginning to forget things after all, perhaps it was another long journey in another long timeline, heading towards its own explosive end. Nevertheless, she was there, as if she always had been, suddenly calmly falling into step beside Kyoko.

"Be patient," advised the girl with all the time in the world. She brushed long hair out of her way. "You will not find your quarry by letting yourself become rash in your temper."

[lamentoso]

Sayaka was, all things considered, in good enough humour. In her hands, she held a CD enclosed in a bag, griping it tightly as she trotted forward. She seemed almost excited to get to where ever she was going; there was a bit of a dreamy look in her eyes as she pressed onwards.

Kyosuke... he would like this one, for sure!

She was on a mission to get to the hospital, hardly paying attention to her surroundings, and even a certain redhead she passed along the way.