eight consciousnesses.

[ascendedbeing]

[ action | around nova city ]

[ When Sertoria isn't going to Schnee Company's Nova Branch for work or helping Gou out at the Sametobi Swim Club, she could be found running some errands for the mansion like she normally does. Mikasa and Armin work too much for her liking, so she never minded just doing the basics for them to make the mansion a home for them.

When the errands and chores were done, she decided to just stare at the stars in one of the parks. Being around nature like this in such an advanced city definitely puts her at ease. Feel free to notice how aimlessly she was staring at them. ]

[ text ]

Allow me to ask you a question, if you do not mind.

I know that time is stopped back home, but do any of you think what our family members and friends could be doing back home without us there?

I apologize in advance if this is intrusive to anyone here.

[ action | the bay | locked to accordance ]

[ There were always different energy signatures in Genessia, all of them at their own different levels. Due to her time here, she had gotten used to everyone's unique levels and signatures. However, today, she picked up on a varying one in the Bay that gave her pause. It felt so similar, like her own, that made the angel want to investigate whoever or whatever possessed it.

When she arrived to the Bay, she had her usual tunic, sandals and jewelry on without her 3DMG that she was given. Her footsteps were silent as she walked over, stopping just short of the person. There was a small smile on her face. Admittedly, she was a little excited to get to meet someone similar to her. ]

Hello.

[ A pause. ]

How long were you here for, sir?

Comments

[accordance]

[ The man whom she approaches is serene, unearthly so - flowing white hair down to his waist, simple but formal clothing in black and white, and a small bird perched on one hand which flutters away once she approaches.

And he answers her question as if this was not their first meeting. ]

Fifteen minutes and thirty-seven seconds ago, I think.

[text]

[offwithhishat]

I think about it every day.

Do you?

Text

[justicereigns]

Always. But I was lucky enough to have my subordinate show up and from her time point, I hadn't been gone at all, so it does go to the theory that time doesn't pass without you.

Text

[imaginationswoes]

I do... sorta. There is a lot going on... everywhere and I hope my friends are okay but when I went to the dream docks it was like I never left so I wonder if worrying is really the way to go.

I end up worrying anyway.

[have_hat_will_travel]

Could care less what the limp-dicks back home were up to at this point. It's not like I can ever go back now anyhoo.

text;

[stairsbro]

well yeah who hasnt
theyre having a fucking feista probably
enjoying the shit outta that new universe
while im stuck here with you assholes

[im_gonna_heal_u]

I imagine a couple of them are panicking. But to be honest? I really miss them. Secchan especially.

text;

[meteorrains]

Kind of hard not to. Even if there isn't much we can do.

[text]

[gundesign]

All the time. I'm kind of glad that time isn't passing, you know? I think they'd be in a lot of trouble without me and Jeb otherwise.