>>25762051Suiko gave her a rundown while Akira crossed her arms. Gaia had followed the developments of the Rushian Cataclysm closely, and with horror. Many Fandead refugees had arrived to Moriji following the event. Hounded as they were by schizos of all sorts, the Deadbeat’s island was one of the few places with both the will and the capability to keep them safe. Saiko claimed there were rumors of a new group coagulating in the ruined wasteland, but intel was lacking. However, couriers coming from that corner of the continent had entered the Campus district recently… Which Professor Marsh had visited that day.
Gaia already felt a headache coming. “Sure, fine, what’s the big deal, can’t you just ask Puffison for news of /rushia/, Suiko?” Suiko scratches her head. “Ah well, that’s just the thing, I’ve no reason to even think of talking about /rushia/ with him. He doesn’t know that I followed him to the entrance of the University, or that I pickpocketed the courier’s wallet to check where came from. It would be hella suspicious if I came to him with that.” Suiko shrugged casually, just as Gaia quietly screamed: “Y-you did what!?” Suiko dismissed her anger with a smile. “Hey, chill, don’t worry about it! I dropped the wallet near one of those patrolling Luknights, I’m sure it found its way back to him, probably thought it fell out of his pocket somehow. But ANYWAY, that’s why if ol’ reliable Akira could go chat with Puffison, she could find a way to bring up the topic naturally, right?”
Gaia was extremely annoyed, mainly because this Mori-doomed girl had a point. Lunaitos getting reports from the devastated land of the Fandead was good intel that they’d have to investigate. Their refugees from /rushia/ lived comfortably, but if their homeland was inhabitable once more, they’d probably want to be repatriated. “If the Lunaitos don’t share those reports, I guess we might not have their full trust yet. Let’s not rush into anything for now. I think Lucia would let this sit for some time before pushing any further. It’s not like our Fandead diaspora can’t wait a couple more weeks.”
A grin snaked its way onto Suiko’s face, and she chuckled. “Ah, well, if I have to get Lucia’s permission, I’ll definitely have to wait. She’s booked for the evening.” Gaia turned her head towards where Suiko was staring, and felt her cheeks flush. Lucia was seated in a dark corner, her arm on the shoulder of that one Lunaito archivist she’d been spending time with. The blue-haired lady giggled while the tall Deadbeat girl whispered something in her ear. ‘Definitely not gonna interfere with that.’ Akira calmly noted: “These two have really been getting along.”
Gaia’s forehead was now buried in her hands and said: “Is there anyone here I know, who is neither annoying, nor shady, nor getting laid?” A finger snap rang in the cubicle and Suiko offered: “I got you! The Honourable Luknights over there are certainly none of those things! Got chat with them, if you’re too good for us.”
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