This Place...

[kresta]

Kresta wound up in a strange place called Ârthera as she journeyed. She had no knowledge of this place of what it was but she smiled as she entered the city gates and headed into the dark maze of thieves and scoundrels.

As she walked, she noticed a man fleeing with a woman's purse in her hand. She looked down the street and saw a woman begging for someone to get her purse back. Being programmed to help, Kresta immediately chased after the man, catching up to him with ease. "I will take this." She said as she grabbed the purse and pushed him away.

Because she didn't know her own strength, the man ended up flying a good ten feet away, smashing into a window and cracking it a bit. Kresta walked back to the women with the purse and handed it to her, unaware of the people around her staring at her.

With a smile, Kresta continued on her way, examining the people around her as they went about their business here. 'This place is quite different from home.' She thought as she went on, a bit oblivious as she almost walked right into someone exiting a building. She stood there and stared at the person, blinking a bit as is normal for a human to do. "I am sorry I almost ran into you for I did not see you." She said in a sweet young voice.

[Myrra]

Veyyard is the place. The place that she specifically chose to live in albeit the threateningly dangerous environment. Myrra has already thought over everything; maybe she's far from suited to live in such a risky place since she suffers panophobia, but Veyyard is arguably the most likely place to gain information.

So, despite her fear of everything, Myrra surprises herself that her curiosity dragged her to such a place - Arthera. Basically, it's a small town, that shadows everything. Scary, but filled with information and that is something Myrra cannot ignore, sometimes to the point of going through her fears and endangering her life. She's addicted to collecting secrets, after all.

That's why she's here, in one of the rackety buildings. Her red-themed outfit and frightened expression did gathered quite a bit of attention after a while when she accidentally tripped from her hiding place due to the loud crash from outside. Myrra immediately flipped up to her feet, now fully aware every men in the building is eying her.

"Oh dear..."

And that's when her adrenaline started pumping and automatically activated her survival instinct to dash her way out of the building as fast as possible. Everything was a blur to her when she entered that mode, she swore she felt someone catching her, but then she also felt like she kicked somebody, it's either a jumble of things that happened or her own illusions. Myrra can never tell it apart because of her mental problem.

Next thing she realized, she bumped onto someone at the entrance. That almost made the redhead fell back, but her hands quickly grabbed hold of the door frame, so she regained back her balance as quick as a breath. Myrra was so scared at the moment, she didn't even managed to look at this person in the eyes since all's a blur, but thankfully her ears caught a voice.

And that voice actually apologized to her.

At the realization, she looked up, only seeing a smear of orange and black since her eyes aren't quite used to all that has happened yet by the immense running. Then, she picked up the yells from the men behind her about eavesdropping. At that sudden loud cry, Myrra quaked and proceed to run again by shifting herself beside Kresta before moving right into the crowd.

[kresta]

Kresta watched this girl who seemed to be in a blur of what's happening. She heard the yells from men and noted the girl's reactions before running off. Kresta watched the girl a moment then looked back towards the building as she saw a group of men preparing to exit to look for her.

Kresta turned and followed after the girl, catching up to her with ease. "Are you in need of assistance from those men?" She asked her as she moved smoothly beside the girl.

[Myrra]

Myrra couldn't help but letting out a shriek and automatically shielded her head when someone popped up beside her, asking if she needed help. "H-huh?!" She let out unbelievably, unsure if she heard it right, but before she could respond, she tripped on something and landed grisly on the ground.

Myrra let out another shriek of pain and when she realized her knees are badly bruised with quite a lot of blood already escaping her skin. "Oww...!" The redhead groaned in pain, and to add to her rotten luck, the men from before had finally caught up to her and started to crowd around the poor girl.

Myrra cowered under their shadows, curling up into a ball with her hands covering her head. She knew it will eventually be like this, her getting killed, and it's too late to call for reinforcements too. Somehow, that voice of the lady before is the only thing that echoed inside her head..

"Y-yes!! Please help me..!"

[kresta]

Kresta felt bad for not having noticed the girl tripping in time to catch her. She stopped and stood next to the girl, waiting for her answer.

Kresta nodded at the girl's request then picked her up in her arms with ease. She glanced around to see a circle of men closing in on them. Kresta held the girl firmly in her arms so that she would not fly out from them as she swiftly jumped over the men and began running down the street swiftly and carefully, managing to escape the men with ease yet not run into anything.

When she reached an area that Kresta determined would be safe, she stopped and gently set the small girl down on a bench nearby. "Are you okay?" She asked the girl, wondering if she should get anything for her to help attend to the girl's knees.

[Myrra]

Myrra shrieked when she was picked up by this stranger and could do nothing but hold on tightly. A bit of tears had escaped her eyes already, and then she felt that her savior began to move.

"Wha..." She jumped. Over the men. So easily. Myrra's tearful eyes widened as she noticed this, and the rapid running of this stranger was so fast, the little girl could only see blurs ahead.

Myrra was shaky and still in shock when she was settled on the bench, and the only reaction she could give to this stranger who just saved her is a wild burst of tears and a weak nod of her head. "T-th-thank y-you..." Her trembling hands shakily reached for the person's arm to show her gratitude.

"D-do you need a-anything...in return?? I can d-definitely obtain a-anything you wish! W-what are you called as..?" She took a moment of pause to calm down her ragged breathing at first before asking so many questions, and her normal stuttering habit is back.

[kresta]

Kresta smiled at the girl who thanked her. "It was no trouble at all. I am here to help." She said in her slightly choppy yet gentle voice with a smile. Her eyes widened slightly as she felt the girl touch her arm and, in response, Kresta knelt on one knee in front of her to hear her out.

Kresta smiled at the girl. "I am not in need of anything at the moment." She stated, still smiling. "I am called Kresta. What are you called as?" She asked in response, her eyes barely seeming to blink very often as she looked at the girl in front of her.

[Myrra]

Myrra is visibly shaking violently, her whole limbs seem to be quivering that she looks like she can't even stand on her own. Still, Myrra smiles up thankfully to her savior, her tearful eyes leaking a few small drops of tears at the sides of her face.

"M-my name...." She began, before recalling where she is at the moment, and instantly frowned. "I... I'm sorry.. I cannot t-tell you my name here, o-or you will get in trouble for a-associating with me..." Veyyard is that dangerous. She can't even tell how did she able to survive so long here.

"T-though...you can call me...Flaky.." Her code name is enough, and usually, anyone who knows her code name is bound to be rewarded by anyone that relates to Myrra. Her smile is just beginning to show when the name Kresta suddenly clicks in her memory pool.

Myrra's grip on Kresta's arm tightens slightly as she seemed to have recalled something, and then she looks into Kresta's eyes widely. "You.... Are you perhaps...from Gradia?" Myrra knows that one scientist, she had helped the woman once by providing something informative, and this is when Myrra remembers.

"Oohh!!!" She squealed all of a sudden, moving up her hands to touch Kresta's face by cupping her small hands against the robot's face. "You.... You work!! You're alive..! She did it!! Oh my, I.. I can't believe I'm meeting and talking to you right now..! Doctor must be so proud of you..!"

And in an instant, Myrra's face expression changed drastically into one that resembles surprise and immense joy.

[kresta]

Kresta waited patiently through the girl's explanation until she gave her code name Flaky. Kresta smiled at that and said, "It is nice to meet you, Flaky." Although she has in her database that Veyyard is a dangerous country, the actual sense or fear of danger was not something she had yet experienced.

Kresta's smile remained as Flaky held onto her arm and asked if she was from Gradia. "Yes. I have come from Gradia." She responded with her smile to the small girl. Her eyebrows lifted in surprise as Flaky suddenly moved closer and touched Kresta's face.

Kresta smiled again at Flaky's excitement, placing the bits of information through Flaky's speech that she must have known her 'mother' Doctor Heather Biar. "She has expressed such sentiments over my completion and response tests back in Gradia before sending me out to recover data and experience." She said with a smile at Flaky.

[Myrra]

Myrra almost like she's squealing in excitement as she ran a small hand through the sides of Kresta's orange hair, tucking it behind her ear as she stroke it down gently. "Wow.. You really do look like a human..." She breathed out in total amazement.

Slowly pulling her hand away from Kresta, Myrra looked at the robot straight in the eyes, tilting her head slightly as if trying to understand what are behind those eyes, what does she sees, what does she feels.

"Oh, I'm sure! Doctor Biar should feel proud of you, Kresta." Myrra cheered, her hands now in excited fists under her face. At the mention of the doctor, the girl gasped in realization of something as she pulls out her ever trusty cellphone from her pocket.

"If you'd like, I have access in connecting my call straight to Doctor Biar right now..!" Due to her underground involvement that had made her gained many many rights to enter several operational systems all over the globe if she so wished to. Even another person's telephone line.

"I wish to congratulate of her success! This is such good news! You can even talk with her, she's like your mother, yes?" Myrra recalled several instances with the doctor calling her creation her 'child', so Myrra is quite happy that the child is finally born and walking in this world.

"Connect me to Heather Biar, please." She spoke to her phone, a wide smile on her face, clearly happy to be meeting the very child of that particular doctor. Myrra was silent for a while, and then slowly, her expression fell into shock, confusion, and then finally sorrow.

"O...o-oh.. I...didn't...know that.." Her voice broke as she spoke to her cell, and after a moment, pulled the device away from her ear and gently closes it. Her gaze is straight at her cellphone, her mind elsewhere at the news she just received.

'.....No.. No, no, no, no, no.. She can't be dead....' Without warning or even the slightest move of her eyes, tears are welling up again.