Crisis Sonata was decidedly not a nature person, but interesting types of people wandered into places like that, so whatever; might as well give it a shot.
At present, the Alter Ego sat low in the branches of an unremarkable tree in a whole forest of them, fiddling a mournful tune on her violin for no particular reason other than it would probably prove mysterious and intriguing to anyone in the vicinity. It would probably attract attention, and then all the ugly-sounding calmness of the woods could give way to something a little more exciting. Hopefully not any other sort of...creature, though. Other creatures didn't react to conversation, and that was incredibly boring. Crisis Sonata had no idea what kind of people would be wandering around a weird place like this, but that's what she was there for, right? Oh, she could always leave if no one showed up. But someone would have to show up. The "mysterious music wafting faintly from somewhere faraway" tactic always worked, right?
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Aiko sat daintily on the fence along the sidewalk, feet swinging and dangling freely. Her earbuds spouted bubbly pop music, and she casually hummed to it as her eyes scanned the buzzing metropolis around her. People scuttered around the area without so much as a glance at her, the young and pretty high school girl perched on the fence. Well that wouldn't quite do, would it? It was so easy to be ignored in a big city like this. Scoffing at the annoyance slowly growing in her gut, Aiko leaned forward and scanned the crowds in front of her for someone to strike up a conversation with. She wouldn't be able to stand it if her day remained this boring.
As she looked around for any familiar face (or an unfamiliar but intriguing face), Aiko's mind wandered to the events of the day. Had anything interesting happened? Oh, there was that Kazuko girl who passed out in class. Uninteresting; an unconscious girl was an untalkative one, and hospital visits to such people were a complete drag. Aside from that, she and Aiko had never been friends in particular. Recently all the talk in school had been about Kazuko's comatose state, so at least there was that one line of conversation that was easy to bring up with anyone. The affair was very curious, after all. The doctors, Aiko had heard, had no idea what had caused the sudden failure of her health, and speculation of a cause was the sort of topic that could keep going for hours among talkative people.
Ah, it didn't matter. Aiko had no say in the matter, really; at present her goal was to find someone to pass the time with, and she ought to occupy herself with happier thoughts in the meantime.