[Open] I know it was closed before. It's open now.

[halfbakedfruitcake]

Characters: Waka and Lily Waka and anyone in the vicinity!

Location: Outside the Creeping Crypt

Rating: G to PG, most likely

Time: Evening of March 25

Description: A witch runs into a prophet, leading to... something.






Death City was rather ugly, Waka thought.

Perhaps he was being unfair. This was a desert city, after all, and hardly comparable to the beauty of even the most barren areas of Nippon. That didn't mean he cared much for the tall, grey buildings that blocked the view almost everywhere you went. It reminded him of his home, that was true, but that wasn't necessarily a good thing. At least this place had some plants here and there, if you knew where to look.

Waka preferred to look at the sky instead. Admittedly finding the sun staring back was a little jarring, and he really had to wonder whether this moon, too, had anyone living on it. The sky itself was still lovely, however, which was why he was currently standing on the roof of a smaller building, right next to the Creeping Crypt.

It wasn't the most ideal place at all; finding the best star-gazing spots was much harder when you couldn't jump a hundred feet in the air anymore. It would have to do for now.

He raised his new flute to his lips and gave it a go. It wasn't the same as his old one, but the sound was nevertheless pleasant.