[ Historical Museum vicinity, Southern Vaizen / September 22, 0078 14:00 ]

Two young women stood on the empty roof of a skyscraper. One of them had been there for a long time; the other just came up through the elevator door. Both were of roughly the same age and build. The red-haired woman wore an orange Barrier Jacket and a white half-mask. The other, still breathing heavily from the ascent, had long brown hair and wore brown uniform and round glasses.

"You are not Arf. Who are you, then?" Shari asked at last.

The woman ignored her question.

"Why are you helping Fate?"

"I am just returning a favor to an old friend."

And then, without warning, Shari was the only one standing on the windblown rooftop.

END OF PART II — CHOICES