Kim
スター軍の司書
Sora felt awkward as she sat on a bus, beside the window as she stared at the blurring of colors, places and things as it sped up to reach their destination. All the changes in the world she knew had hit her at once and the sudden absence of Serizawa at her side left her feeling empty and unsure.
She toyed with the multi-function bracelet around her wrist idly wondering if Yuriko had stayed with the Empire or if she had left with the others, but she knew that with the presence of Sumaru here that.... it was obvious that Yuriko had left for the United Outer Colonies. She wondered if she had the right to feel abandoned by her friend for making a different choice. Her hand dropped from her wrist and into her lap with a very soft thud.
Her attention wandered to the clothes she had changed into after she had been dismissed from the interview. She felt slightly confined by well-fitting fabric of the denim jeans and the soft fabric of her dark green cap sleeve blouse; it all just felt odd against her skin. She speculated that she had grown far too accustomed to the feel of her uniform and right now, she had to fight her burning desire to just strip down and be free of her discomfort.
Her foot taped impatiently against the dull, metallic floor of the bus. She didn't know where she was going, she had bought a ticket and sat down without thinking of where she wanted to be. She could see the palace in the distance from her window and she felt uncertain of her place in the world. I just want to go home...but I don't know where that is any more...
She toyed with the multi-function bracelet around her wrist idly wondering if Yuriko had stayed with the Empire or if she had left with the others, but she knew that with the presence of Sumaru here that.... it was obvious that Yuriko had left for the United Outer Colonies. She wondered if she had the right to feel abandoned by her friend for making a different choice. Her hand dropped from her wrist and into her lap with a very soft thud.
Her attention wandered to the clothes she had changed into after she had been dismissed from the interview. She felt slightly confined by well-fitting fabric of the denim jeans and the soft fabric of her dark green cap sleeve blouse; it all just felt odd against her skin. She speculated that she had grown far too accustomed to the feel of her uniform and right now, she had to fight her burning desire to just strip down and be free of her discomfort.
Her foot taped impatiently against the dull, metallic floor of the bus. She didn't know where she was going, she had bought a ticket and sat down without thinking of where she wanted to be. She could see the palace in the distance from her window and she felt uncertain of her place in the world. I just want to go home...but I don't know where that is any more...