Kivas woke to silence.
"...Well, that is surely a nice way to greet the morning." Kivas muttered. "Not like I have confirmed that it's already morning, but I felt like I slept long enough to enter my third day in this wonderful and exciting world~"
The outpost was still. A thin haze filtered the morning light through the cracked ceiling of the parking structure, painting the dust-laced air with a golden grey.
She stirred slowly, pushing herself up on the folded bedding she had fallen asleep on.
The air felt real, the weight of her body pressed against the concrete was grounded, but something in the way the wind curled was wrong.
The pile of sorted Curio items and stacked crates of Xeno materials stood untouched nearby, exactly as they had been before she fell asleep.
Yet Azulus was gone.
Samael was the same, nowhere to be seen.
