While those who belonged to the ranks of the MFF gathered themselves for a post-mission discussion, the people of Central City tried to go back to their daily routine. As usual, the number of fatal casualties was zero, even if a few people had some injuries, the simple fact that no one died was worthy of praise in itself.

As far as material damages go, those who live in a habitual disaster zone are used to loss and rebuilding. Central City itself was built in a modular fashion to allow such repair to take place while everyone followed their daily routines. In fact, just as the people came out of the emergency shelters, the streets, and whole sections of the city went underground or shifted configurations to reveal a whole different city that the people could live in, while the other buildings were repaired away from the public eye.

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As a matter of fact, a certain sleepy snake happened to be in one of the places where the shift was about to happen. The whirring of the machinery below the ground and blaring sirens directing her to cross the street before the sector began its trip downwards.

[color=darkturquoise]"Hey, are you sure you want to stay there? The trip back to the surface is quite long, y'know?"[/color] Seika said from the other side of the street after she came around to check what was happening here when she noticed the eyepatch-wearing girl's yell.

[color=darkturquoise]"Oh, sorry if I'm intruding, but is everything alright with you? If you are hurt or need a place to rest, I would be glad to help. If you want it of course,"[/color] she said as she approached the other girl. Anyone would be worried if they saw a person who appeared to have come out from under a collapsed building, wouldn't they? [color=darkturquoise]"By the way, my name's Seika,"[/color] she added with a smile on her face.
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