[There's a joke about a member of the Phantom Thieves of Hearts being identified by her heartbeat in here somewhere, but I'm too tired to find it.]
Eh?
[...one moron in a mask meets another.
Haru had heard the scuffling of his movements as she progressed through the halls, one hand on the right wall as a precaution lest she lose her way, and had felt it prudent to investigate rather than being sneaked up on. He won't see her, but she's crouched down at the cover afforded by the next corner, peeking out as she would if she were going to ambush a Shadow.
He's not one, probably. His voice doesn't exactly sound familiar, but she also... doesn't get a bad vibe from him.
And he's clearly not a ghost.
She gets to her feet and takes a step forward.]
Hello. [Well, this is awkward.] Are you also here on a mission...?
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Eh?
[...one moron in a mask meets another.
Haru had heard the scuffling of his movements as she progressed through the halls, one hand on the right wall as a precaution lest she lose her way, and had felt it prudent to investigate rather than being sneaked up on. He won't see her, but she's crouched down at the cover afforded by the next corner, peeking out as she would if she were going to ambush a Shadow.
He's not one, probably. His voice doesn't exactly sound familiar, but she also... doesn't get a bad vibe from him.
And he's clearly not a ghost.
She gets to her feet and takes a step forward.]
Hello. [Well, this is awkward.] Are you also here on a mission...?