[center][color=#00DDF0][h1]Monika Mozaki[/h1][/color][/center]


Monika broke off from Retha but made sure she knew where she was when the time came to leave as that was her only way back to the school itself aside from walking. The young girl began to walk the hallways of the hospital visiting each of her new classmates of which she had zero knowledge of, or attachments too, she felt sorry for them, but it didn’t sting like it must for their actual friends even, so this would help her put faces to names. Part of her wished she had been there to lend assistance and maybe things wouldn’t have turned out so bad a foreign feeling to be sure, as her actual dad never installed the selflessness aspect in her as a child, though this could be chalked up to her adopted parents teaching her the knight’s code. Nearing the end of her self-imposed tour and meet she decided to go by the vending machine to buy a bottle of juice, it wasn’t water and would take longer for her body to process but damn it was good. The liquid had just enough time to rush past her lips when she heard a scream in the distance prompting her to spit it out, turn around and listen more intently; someone was in pain and screaming for help. 

[color=#00DDF0]“Did they come back to finish the job?”[/color] Monika thought to herself and immediately reeled in her emotions and reasoned with herself [color=#00DDF0]“This place is too public for anyone to do that, however”[/color] she continued to think as she ran towards the noise [color=#00DDF0]“Maybe an assassin?”[/color] she questioned, turning the corner [color=#00DDF0]“No, too much screaming”[/color] The girl continued to pool scenario after scenario but one thing she knew from her adopted mother was that if someone screams for help you don’t think twice about helping. Monika turned another corner and began to enter the room where the commotion was erupting from releasing a skinny stream of water down her forearm stopping it at her fingers, just in case. 

[@Ryonara]