The huntress had grown BORED of her usual hiding place known as Fuyuki bridge. She headed west towards the suburban district of the city known as Miyama Town. It was rather intriguing to see the different architecture in comparison to her time and country. The streets would be lined with traditional homes all of a rather mansion-like proportions and yet were only a one-story layout. Stopping in front of one home her eyes shown with interest peeking through the security bars of the front gate. Maroon hues had taken all that they could of the luxurious home she continued letting out a soft sigh. How was it that things were so peaceful in a city that was supposed to be raging war? That was one answer the huntress couldn’t answer. And so she was left walking the cool sidewalk with only her thoughts to accompany her at the moment.
This wasn’t the city that Isla would usually walked to. She drifted quite far from Terminal Service office, but the reason why she was here is to look for the supposedly-next Giftia who’s about to be returned.
Then, her eyes caught a female with dark hair, distracted her attention much for her to stumble and fell with head first landed on the ground, just like Isla being clumsy as usual.
“I-I’m sorry...”
Honestly, she probably apologized to no one. Probably the other female didn’t even notice her clumsy action.
