After locating the individual, Modero headed over to them. He had to admit, he liked their style. The colour schemes blended well, and their hair looked very soft.
"Excuse me?" He asked. They turned slowly, blinking.
"...hey. You need something?"
"Yeah, your name. Writer wants to start killing off people now."
"Oh. Well, I'm Kasumi Azumi, the Ultimate Impersonator. Guess you could call me one of the lesser-known Ultimates."
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"I'd be one of those too, then. Modero Sanawa, the Ultimate Guide."
"Yep."
The two stood in silence for a while, doing nothing.
"..."
"...I like your outfit."
"...thanks."
More silence, excluding the shuffling background noise of the other people.
"Um, so, how are you?"
"I'm good, I guess. This whole thing doesn't make anything better though."
"Yeah," Modero agreed. "Do you mind if I ask a few questions about your Ultimate?"
"No...? Depends, what is it?"
"By Ultimate Impersonator, what exactly do you mean? Is it voice impressions, appearance or-"
"Oh, yeah. Basically all of that. I can do voice impressions, visual impressions - a friend once told me I would make a really good spy infiltrator or something."
"I suppose they were right then, to some extent."
"Yeah, guess so."
He sensed the end of the conversation, so he looked over at the people. Gabriel was still lingering around Axis, who was talking his ear off about fabrics. Benji was staring at the field through one of the windows. Mesuru seemed to be having a deep conversation with Takemoto. Someone was sticking their head into one of the metal flowers-
"Huh?" Modero commented, giving a confused stare at the person shoving their head in one of the flowers. They seemed to be squeezing their arms inside to prod and poke about. Modero gave a quick goodbye to Kasumi, speed walking over to the individual. Modero was unable to see their face, but could distinguish their bright cloak as a unique piece of clothing.
"Uh-"
"Hm, yes, I see!"
They popped out of the metal flower, back still turned to him. Modero noted their extravagant hair colours and style. It reminded him of a Splatoon character.
