(I have a chapter half-done but I'm in a rut so I probably won't put one out this week, or if I do it won't be til the middle of next week, idk. So instead, here's a teaser for what's coming in the far far future. If you don't want any spoilers at all, then don't read.)
August 1st, 2019
The sound of a buzzer rang as the wrought iron fence opened up. A woman stepped out, approximately nineteen years of age, 160cm tall with wavy hair as red as fire tied up in a ponytail, and eyes as blue as sapphires. She was wearing a t-shirt and jeans and carrying a satchel whose contents consisted only of a single change of clothes and a cheap tablet. The woman took a deep breath of the fresh outside air for the first time in five years as another woman called out to her.
“Over here,” a beautiful blonde woman with long, curly hair that reached past her shoulders, dressed in a business suit and sunglasses, waved to her while leaning on a European sports car. Her voice had quite a strong French accent. The redheaded woman walked over to meet her.
“Glad to be out of prison?” the blonde woman asked. She handed the redhead a bag from a grocery store..
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“The hell is this?” the redhead asked, laughing as she saw what was inside. A block of cheap tofu, still in its packaging, sat at the bottom.
“Isn’t that a custom among your people?” the blonde asked.
“I think it’s a Korean thing,” the redhead answered. Both of them laughed.
“Well, moving on, I take it you’ve accepted our agreement, Miss Stardust?” the blonde asked again, reaching out her hand.
“Of course, it’ll be a pleasure working with another Star-affinity magic user, I have much to learn from you. But please, you can call me by my real name, I’m certain the whole world knows it now anyways,” the redhead reached out and accepted the handshake.
“Very well then. I, Solar Flare, am pleased to welcome you to the European Special Task Force, Miss Yom-,” she started to say before being cut off by a wave of the hand from the other girl.
“Don’t call me that, that’s not my name,” the redhead said, shaking her head.
“Than what is your real name?”
“Kurogane. Kurogane Tetsuo.”