Streetsmarts [Hollow Bastion - Open to Schuldig]
As Aya left the coffee shop, his nose wrinkled slightly against the fresh air. Despite their quaint airs they were always such horrendously smoke-filled places and quickly earned his disdain because of it. He felt what could, he hesitantly admitted, be described as a twinge in his stomach at the memories the clouds of smoke brought.
He quickly stepped on them and focussed on the job. The very, very, very vague and yet infuriatingly useful job. "One week," he mouthed to himself, turning and walking along the end of the street with the least people.
For so long he had been out of hic comfort zone in the mercenary work he had been doing here; for so long he had been forced to surrender all notion of the ethics and principles he had honed as Shion's student. Yet somehow this world would manage to keep giving him new bullets to dodge. And he would have to do so as all the positions in Weiss. He alone was coordinating everything, scouting, planning...
This along with his foremost need to know the end his world had met put his usual strict attitude to fighting somewhat in the shadows.
Slipping into a side street, he leant against the wall and looked up to gather his thoughts. Well, he was in Hollow Bastion near a coffeeshop... he knew that much.
He quickly stepped on them and focussed on the job. The very, very, very vague and yet infuriatingly useful job. "One week," he mouthed to himself, turning and walking along the end of the street with the least people.
For so long he had been out of hic comfort zone in the mercenary work he had been doing here; for so long he had been forced to surrender all notion of the ethics and principles he had honed as Shion's student. Yet somehow this world would manage to keep giving him new bullets to dodge. And he would have to do so as all the positions in Weiss. He alone was coordinating everything, scouting, planning...
This along with his foremost need to know the end his world had met put his usual strict attitude to fighting somewhat in the shadows.
Slipping into a side street, he leant against the wall and looked up to gather his thoughts. Well, he was in Hollow Bastion near a coffeeshop... he knew that much.