Xander Stone
Location: The Outskirts
Phase: Day 1/3
Time: 10:30
Day: January 13th
That’s a relief. Still... Mr. Hero, huh? It still sounds weird, but I kinda like it.Originally Posted by Misora
“Ah, thank you. Make sure you’re safe as well when the blizzard comes.”Originally Posted by Misora
I feel like the grayhead said something, but it probably wasn’t important.
Her hand’s nice and soft, and waitwaitwaitisshegettingcloser---Originally Posted by Misora
“Y-Yeah, it’d be my pleasure!”Originally Posted by Misora
As Misora walked away, the lingering heat spread from my cheek, blazing across my face like a wildfire.
Did I just get kissed? Did I just get asked out on a d-d-date? Someone like me, in a situation like this, now? That’s... That’s... Did I go wrong somewhere?
“Ah, Archer.” A hand rises to rub at my cheek as a smile rises. “Thanks.”Originally Posted by Archer
“Her being able to see you is troubling, but it doesn’t seem like she’s involved with the War. So while it’s not the best scenario, there’s no need to do anything about Misora.”Originally Posted by Archer
Still... Just what would Atlas be doing on this island? Is this a focal point for magi or something? It’s definitely something I should look into somehow.
Momentarily, against all logic, I wished I was drinking something so that I could spit it out.Originally Posted by Archer
“Wh-Wh-Whaaaaaaaaaat!? I was just, I mean, I came here to, I... I... Oh, just get a good grasp of the island or something, Archer! You’re an Archer, so put those eyes to use!”
Despite the cold, my face is burning hotter than any of Archer’s curries.
“I’ll go into the city for supplies! After that, you can meet me at the baths here; I have an errand there!”
Hands wildly gesturing at various locations on our map, I sputter my words into the empty air. With a profound sense of embarrassment, I walk toward the city.
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Xander Stone
Location: Business District
Phase: Day 2/3
Time: 12:40
Day: January 13th
The bustle of the business district makes a sharp contrast to the empty expanses of the city outskirts. Cars zipped along the busy streets as people walked past me, heads buried in scarves, minds buried in their own matters. Even now, the sight of these mountains of glass and steel is as unsettling as ever.
“Climbing supplies. That’s definitely something I'll need in case I have to move along the more rural areas here, but...”
Just where would I find them? Sighing, I walk down the sidewalk in search of a suitable shop.