Cat Street was a rare area in Shibuya that Micah enjoyed - while not away from the hustle and bustle of the city, it was a classy area, almost reminding them of France. The European country was a place they would much rather be, but the higher ups had other plans; they were needed here.

Maybe once all this excitement was over, they would visit there, they thought.

The Death Keeper sat at a table alone, outside, drinking their coffee and watching people as they went along. They glanced up at the sky, nothing yet, but in a few minutes it would begin. They didn't need their premonition to know what was going to take place, the other demons had been talking about it for awhile now. It was the events that took place after that was bothering them. The future was looking so blurry that Micah couldn't tell much more than what everyone else knew, and quite frankly, it was pissing them off. 

Suddenly, bright streaks appeared in the sky, only a few at first, before quickly filling the space. It was very pretty, but Micah held no further interest. Instead, their attention turned to the humans as they watched the meteor shower in awe, looking to see if any pact was made in the immediate area. It didn't look like there was, so they relaxed, leaning back in the chair and once more trying to focus on the future. 

It was with slight surprise that things were becoming more clear, they could see faces, and they felt on the verge of knowing names. While it wasn't much, and the faces they saw could be many things, Micah was pleased with the new developments as they sat back up, leaning their elbows on the table. They looked around the crowd again, and saw nobody familiar, and started wondering what they would do if they did see a familiar face. They figured they would ignore it if nothing came of the situation, fate would guide them when it was ready, and rushing such a force always left one for the worse. 

Finishing the coffee, Micah caught a waitress walking by, ordering another.