[ private to self / unhackable ]
A laboratory. A
recovery flask. Computers, tomes, equipment. I must have them. I need them.
I need a decent source of income.
Tsk. How mundane. In Tokyo,
Umaka Burger would amply pay me for endorsing their delicious hamburgers. In addition, I had my deceased family’s funds at my disposal.
Here, in this nexus of worlds, I am without money, without resources, held fast with others in this gilded cage.
Thievery is not of any interest to me. I will find a profession that suits me.
If Mutou were here, he would no doubt be doing his own reconnaissance . . . or simply enjoying the sights, provided that he was with Tsumura.
Have they realized that I am missing, I wonder . . .
Tsk-tsk. Those Deities cannot stop me. No cocoon will hold Papillon from flight. ♥
[ / private ]
An idle day. Already, I grow bored. It is not like me to sit and do nothing.
Whomsoever is in charge of the Opera Abandoned, I wish to speak to you.
For anyone else who wishes to find me, I am in the City skies.