“Kumu…? Cute.” Julia asked. The blob was
cute...in a way. Definitely not like anything she had ever seen before. She forced her eyes away from it. It was nothing she should get distracted by now.
The girl was obviously no ordinary human and Julia found it difficult to assess her. When she had approached her a few moments ago, she had thought it was a young, scared girl that needed help. Now she wasn’t so sure anymore.
“Well, just that big wave is dangerous enough, I think. We should get to higher ground, just to be on the safe side, I think. Not sure, though. ‘s my first tsunami.”
The last words she mumbled under her breath while she looked around. Once again she noticed the people clad in uniform black and the one that stood above the city, seemingly doing nothing but watching. Maybe he was their boss. That gave Julia an idea. Actually, it gave her two ideas.
“Hey…” she stopped for a moment and lowered her gaze to the girl again. “By the way, what’s your name? Can’t call you Kumu’s friend, can I? I'm Julia. Call me Jules.”
She grinned and looked back up, focused the black speck in front of the black sky.
“Have you seen those black clad muppets around here. That one up there looks as if he’s one of them, from here, that is. Maybe he’s the boss muppet. I’d really like to know what is going on here. I have kind of a bad feeling. Let’s go ask him.”
Julia slightly bent her knees and then vanished, only to reappear next to the man in black. The rain was even worse up here, without the protection of the buildings around. The view would have been quite nice, though, if it wasn’t for the rain.
“Hello, ‘scuse me mein Herr. Are you one of the mup...ah, I mean, are you one of those black guys down there? Do you know what’s going on here? I mean, really going on?”
She stood there, next to the guy, on a small platform of reishi she had collected from the neighbourhood below them. The hood of her mantle was drawn so deep, that one could barely see Julia’s green eyes glittering in the shadow. A few blonde strands of hair hung loosely around, being blown around by the wind and soaked by the rain. Below the hemline of the mantle, that went just below the knee, the high, white boots Julia wore could be seen.
She had her hands on her hips and could just so keep herself from tapping with her foot. The general agitation did affect Julia, even if she knew she would probably be able to escape from any natural phenomenon. Only that she didn’t believe this was natural. It began to make her nervous.
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