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WHO: Momiji and OPEN to everyone
WHERE: The MAC and the streets
WHEN: From Jan. 7 thru Jan.9, state when/where in header
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Trying to stop thinking so much, Momiji starts wondering around the City.
FORMAT: Starts with prose, will dissolve into whatever the other person wants

Momiji had been spending his first few days in the City trying to wrap his mind around the concept of being stuck in this new reality. It hadn’t been going well. Thinking about it left him depressed and filled with questions about the future. The silence that filled his apartment wasn’t helping. Momiji had never really been alone. Sure, the houses on Sohma estate were usually quiet, but there had still been the background hum of human life. To keep himself from dwelling on his situation, Momiji had been busy acquiring a new wardrobe and decorating his room.

But there was only so much time he could dedicate to deciding between shades of pink and by Friday, Momiji running out of things to do. Determined not to spend his weekend worrying over something he couldn’t change, he rose early and with a game plan. He was going to explore the City and get familiar with the place he’d be calling home from now on. Mentally pumping himself, Momiji pulled on a sweater and strode out the door.

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"Yeah... All the classes are really fun, especially combat!" Lyra said, "And power control, and theatre, and math, too!"

"Combat, eh?" Momiji asked, shaking his head. Some of those classes didn't sound like stuff he'd get involved in. But since everyone thought so well of the place, maybe he should give it a shot. "I was hoping you'd say that though. I think I'll end up going there."

"That's good- you'd probably be a few grades above me, but you probably won't be the only imPort in your classes, anyway," Lyra told him, "And Combat's useful! Even if you don't go patrolling, stuff can happen."

"What grade are you in?" Momiji asked, comparing the height difference. He was suddenly glad that he'd hit that growth spurt earlier this year. Otherwise he'd be a lot shorter then Lyra. "I guess I've just been hoping stuff won't happen." He laughed a little nervously. "I've had a little martial arts training in the past, maybe that will help some."

"Oh... I'm in eighth grade," Lyra told him, "And yeah, that's probably helpful. Just... hide behind me if something really big happens." Despite her age, and the fact that she was small for it, Lyra was surprisingly tough- and had abilities that could be very useful in a fight.

"Yeah, you're a good few years below me." He said, smiling down at her. He shook his head quickly at her suggestion. Tough or not, Momiji wouldn't let someone defend him if they might get hurt in the process. He'd had enough experience in being a human shield if the need be. "I wouldn't want you to get hurt, Lyra."

"It's fine- most of the time, they don't even see me unless I want them to- and I've gotten a lot of practice with shielding," Lyra told him.

"If you're sure." There wasn't much harm in agreeing; Momiji didn't think he would ever need help around here anyway. Who'd want to attack him? He wasn't anything special compared to all these people with real powers. "You must be quite powerful."