[It's night, and there are banging noises coming from one of the windows on the side of 1448. If anyone comes to see what's happening, they'll catch sight of something as it runs off into the bushes. The only thing it leaves behind is moss and mud caked on the window.]
( now that maka moved to another house, she's even closer to her friend's home. therefore, it only takes her a few minutes until he gets a knock on the door. and by appearance, well... she looks pretty worn out. she had been running around with very little sleep on this murder case for ten days and now that it's all over - she... just wants to, er, well she's not sure what she wants at the moment. maka is still pretty confused on how tsugumi could be dead and be alive the next. her mind is pretty filled with questions that aren't answered. and judging how this place works, she might not never get the answers. )
( she wraps her arms around herself as she waits. maka didn't bother to dress appropriately; as if black☆star would mind her being in pajamas anyway. )
( she wraps her arms around herself as she waits. maka didn't bother to dress appropriately; as if black☆star would mind her being in pajamas anyway. )
( a small chuckle. )
Y'know, I wouldn't be surprised if I catch a cold. It was always warm in Death City. We barely had a winter.
( and she lets herself in, shutting the door behind her, and rubbing her forearms again. )
-- Sorry for stopping by at a time like this. I hope I'm not waking up your, uh, parents.
Y'know, I wouldn't be surprised if I catch a cold. It was always warm in Death City. We barely had a winter.
( and she lets herself in, shutting the door behind her, and rubbing her forearms again. )
-- Sorry for stopping by at a time like this. I hope I'm not waking up your, uh, parents.
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