[It still hasn't quite hit her yet. Being back home. Sure, it was nice---being able to see Kuroko, Uiharu, and Saten again, seeing all of the familiar stores and landmarks, just generally settling back into her daily grind: attend school, beat up punks, hang out, investigate strange goings-on...
...Actually, it's been pretty quiet on that last front. And yet Mikoto's feeling oddly..wistful, as she steps out from the veiled, glittering booth at the top of the float that Baroona is about to block off, dressed up in an ornate (read: heavy, near-suffocating, pain the ass) red-and-gold kimono, with an equally elaborate hairpin set in her long black, princess-style wig---the float's theme being the legend of Amaterasu.
She hears the squeals and cheers of her Tokiwadai peers through the already-bustling crowd. She takes out a fan and daintily waves it around, inviting more cries of adoration (Kuroko could out-fangirl them all, though).
She misses the City. Misses the crazy things that happened there; the constant thrill and excitement. Misses the friends she made there: Bart, Keiko, Lyra, Johnny, Terra, Lavi, Ares, Blue...
...Baroona.
Mikoto briefly 'tsks' as she waves the fan in front of her face. She's getting sentimental---
---And suddenly everything stops. She frowns, hearing shouts and yells.]
What's going on?
[Her one classmate squints. "Uh, some guy's trying to crash the parade. I think security's got it, though."
Mikoto raises an eyebrow. Kuroko would definitely jump in on this if it got worse, being a member of Judgment, but she has to keep on her toes, too. The Level Upper case had been rough on the city. If someone decided to pull a copycat of the Graviton Bomber...
unfashionably late
...Actually, it's been pretty quiet on that last front. And yet Mikoto's feeling oddly..wistful, as she steps out from the veiled, glittering booth at the top of the float that Baroona is about to block off, dressed up in an ornate (read: heavy, near-suffocating, pain the ass) red-and-gold kimono, with an equally elaborate hairpin set in her long black, princess-style wig---the float's theme being the legend of Amaterasu.
She hears the squeals and cheers of her Tokiwadai peers through the already-bustling crowd. She takes out a fan and daintily waves it around, inviting more cries of adoration (Kuroko could out-fangirl them all, though).
She misses the City. Misses the crazy things that happened there; the constant thrill and excitement. Misses the friends she made there: Bart, Keiko, Lyra, Johnny, Terra, Lavi, Ares, Blue...
...Baroona.
Mikoto briefly 'tsks' as she waves the fan in front of her face. She's getting sentimental---
---And suddenly everything stops. She frowns, hearing shouts and yells.]
What's going on?
[Her one classmate squints. "Uh, some guy's trying to crash the parade. I think security's got it, though."
Mikoto raises an eyebrow. Kuroko would definitely jump in on this if it got worse, being a member of Judgment, but she has to keep on her toes, too. The Level Upper case had been rough on the city. If someone decided to pull a copycat of the Graviton Bomber...
She leans forward to get a better look.
Gapes.]
.....Baroona?!
[And immediately facefaults.
Somehow, she's not surprised.]