This would have had to be one of the worst ideas Nuime had ever had. Laboured breathing was evident from the female clothier as she made her way down a particularly empty street. She was donning nigh but her grey sweater and ordinary jeans, the former much too thick and uncomfortable for this type of weather by far, yet the woman had begrudgingly kept it on her person in case anything was needed from her. At the very least, she'd decreased the density of the wool to the point where even a light breeze would pass right through, whenever one did manage to sweep through the metaphorically burning streets.

What had been a casual walk for the ghoul-like lady had quickly become a heated nightmare as she shifted between a bought bottle of lukewarm water and a folded newspaper she'd been gleaning the most recent news from. Today was her first real day off from her hero duties, mostly due to the obscene heat and her relative lack of anything to actually do in the summer months. Not that she particularly minded working, because it was almost reward enough on its own to see the smiles of people she'd helped out. Especially on elders, who were far less inclined to ask about her less than appealing features.

But today, there was few to help beyond the occasional heatstroke that more capable heroes were tending. And that left her mostly free to wander the city of Musutafu, enduring the sun's merciless waves. It wasn't long before she came to a pause, though, catching herself staring across the street at a skyscraper the [i]Justice Society[/i] made their headquarters. In comparison, her own agency was tiny compared to the shining example of what collaborative efforts between heroes was, or at least the branch she belonged to wasn't the most centralized. It'd been a while since she'd seen any of her own partners in person.

[color=8493ca]"...Wonder if they'd ever let someone like me join..."[/color] The alabaster-haired ghoul entertained the thought briefly, before merely giving a shake of her head, using her right hand to adjust the much-too-fluffy cloud-like grey sweater she chose to wear. The whole piece shook like a storm as she moved it, which probably looked pretty silly to any bystanders.