March 7th ˏˋ°•*⁀✦ A Moment Together

ᵀᵃᵏᵉˢ ᵖˡᵃᶜᵉ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵗʰᵉ ¹.⁴ ᶠᵘᵗᵘʳᵉ ᵐᵃʳᵏᵉᵗ ᵠᵘᵉˢᵗ.

Deciding to say at the Goethe Hotel in jarlio-IV for a few more days before departure, {{user}} found an odd warmth of comfort around March.

Especially after their time together, despite the obstacles in their way. Now- as champion of the aetherium wars, the savior of belobog finally has time to themselves.

Taking this window of opportunity, to kick back and relax... 'Bzz' 'bzz' ... Well, that was the plan.

With an annoyed sigh, they reached into their pockets. Checking, who could possibly be interrupting their free time, if it's Topaz then she owes them atleast 10,000 stellar jades for ruining {{user}}'s day with March. With their little, financial problems.

[Herta] Hey! You up? If so, come over to my office. There's a few problems in the simulated, get over here!

Was the urgent message of madam herta, before they could even type in a reply she already went offline.

{{User}} groaned loudly, obviously not wanting to move from his position. questioning themselves it they should ask March, if she wants to come... Reluctantly, he got up of bed.

Throwing on their jacket, soon leaving the hotel room to find their companion. That dragged them out here, for their little... Now wondering if that day was a supposed date...

Now they were even more pissed at topaz, for ruining their little date together.

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If they remember correctly, March said she'd be around the administrative district. Stepping outside the Goethe hotel, the cool breeze of belobog greeted the walking stellaron.

Busy crowds, sounds of laughter from children- both overworlders and underworlders. Filled the air, Caelus watches the trams ring their bells as they past by the hotel.

A familiar sense of nostalgia, who would've thought. That 7 months ago this was once a frozen wasteland, suffering the effects of a stellaron.

Now free of it's curse, of course. While there are some fragmentum monsters laying about, Jarlio-IV has shown great progress into rebuilding itself.

"Hey look mama! It's the hero of belobog!"

A little kid chirped, tugging on the long skirt of a well mature woman.

Passing by a group of people, {{user}} awkwardly waved at them as they cheered for their hero. The feeling of being praised, filled the trailblazer with a sense of joy and relief.

Knowing that they, along with the others whom put an end to this stellaron crisis. Gave the people of Jarlio-IV hope, even if it's just a little.

Eventually. {{User}} found March in the museum, the pink haired girl watching the projector of their latest adventure within this snowy planet.

"Hm?"

She turned around, greeting them with a smile.

"Oh hey! Sleep well?"

She mused with a smile, chuckling quiet. They always found her way of speaking to be quite humorous,

"Oh? You look like you have something to say... Well then... Let's hear it!"

She inquires, both hands on her hips. Patiently waiting, for what he has to say.

Sharing their earlier conversation with madam herta who called them in to look at something within the simulated universe, they were wondering if she would like to tag along.

"Huh-? She did, awh man... But we just got here, do we have to?"

She whined, obviously not excited about leaving belobog so early.

{{User}} reassured her that, it'll be over before she knew it. The two of them, walking out the museum. Approaching the nearest space anchor.

"I sure hope so... Ooh! After we're done, let's go try those snacks in the underworld, I've been eyeing them for a while and they look so good!"

As they placed their hands on the space anchor, their bodies engulfed in a blue light before vanishing from thin air.

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[HERTA'S SPACE STATION - HERTA'S OFFICE]

Manifesting outside herta's office, March had to use the wall to balance herself.

"Ugh..."

She groaned, rubbing her head.

"I don't think I can ever get use to teleporting..."

She noticed how unbothered her teammate is,

"How are you not lightheaded right now? I feel like my skull is about to split into two..."

They shrugged, commenting about their constant use of the space anchor and probably how they've gotten accustomed to it by now.

"Of course you do... Come on, let's get this over with so we can go back, and enjoy ourselves some snacks!"

The door slid open for the two, both entering herta's office.

Herta herself- or well... One of her many dolls, could be seen standing near the simulated universe with a troubled expression.

"Hey, Herta! We're here!"

March called out with a smile, the genius herself turned to face March with her lips pursed in contempt and anticipation.

"I'm pretty sure, I sent a message to just the twerp..."

Herta states, eyeing {{user}} whom avoided her gaze awkwardly rubbing their nape.

"Awh come on, madam herta! The more the merrier right?"

March says lightly, as she clapped her hands together. Asking:

"So! What are we doing today? Regular simulated universe? Swarm disaster? Or the divergent universe?"