Ultra Blue Violence (Dabi)

Chapter Eighty-Four: Tidal Breaking

All these faces looking at her. Big bulging eyes unblinking. They followed her through the hotel lobby packed with refugees of Deika City trying to secure their families without a home, a room to live in. It was bustling but when she passed by they fell silent. It was the same usual looks she learned to ignore a long time ago.

(You killed someone I love.)

(You destroyed our city.)

(You should be dead.)

You can read it on their faces by the looks they give her. She was supposed to be in command of this army, be a leader to a faction, and it was still always the same. These people all believe in one thing that united them under one leader. They lied to the media. They helped cover up what happened. And they still look at her the same way everybody does.

Sometimes it didn't bother Miya. Other days it drove her insane.

Through the cafeteria she trotted on by. Between people and around tables until she reached the kitchen doors and pushed through them. The chefs stopped as pans smoked and fires raged on the stove stops. She excused herself as she rounded the stainless steel counter tops. They all looked on as Stardust slumped through their kitchen to the dry pantries and freezers towards the back dock.

More eyes glaring at her. Bulging red. Unblinking. They surround her constantly. She tries to ignore them.

Stardust came back out from the dry pantry with a box of cereal under her arm and she walked back the way she came through the kitchen and pushed back through the swinging door. The chefs were stunned to silence. It wasn't until the cooker started to beep that they snapped back to reality.

Miya finds the private room at the back of the cafeteria. There she finds Compress, Toga, and Spinner sitting around one of the many round tables. A plate of food in front them. They watched as she approached and slumped into the seat next to Compress; Spinner sitting opposite of her.

"Good afternoon." Compress greeted, a small chuckle comes from him. "Sleep well?" he pats his mouth with a napkin.

Toga laughs sheepishly. "Well, someone had a big night." she admires her reflection in the butter knife.
Miya grunted.

"About time you showed your face." sneered Spinner. He roughly puts his cutlery to the table.

A fowl look comes to Miya's face. She dives her hand into the cereal box. "I have a fucking headache." she muttered, sourly, and shoved a handful of cereal into her mouth. Her lobes are pounding and her eyes are throbbing inside her head. The mere light feels like fire. Her body feels slow and drained of energy and it was all because Dabi had a blunt on him last night.

"I always hated smoking weed..." she crunches. "Gives me a migraine."

Compress shares an amused look with Toga. His top hat and mask are sitting on the table, his ski mask is the only thing obscuring his face. But it was Spinner's eyes who hasn't left Miya this entire time. She could feel him STARING at her and it was starting to annoy her.

Her blood shot eyes flicker upwards. Her left eye black and bruised. "What?" she snarled at him.

Spinner scoffed with the slightest shake of disappointment. "When where you going to tell us?" His fist closes over the table.

"Spinner, this is not the time." warned Compress.

"Then when is?" he shot back. "Huh? When is the right time? This whole time she has been hiding secrets from us and never bothered to tell us!"

"What secrets, Spinner?" Toga said, annoyed.

"Yeah," said Miya. "What secrets, Spinner?"

"Wanna start with the Soviet Files, or the Program?" he snapped at her. "Or how about since, you've been deployed all other east-Asia for recon and assassinations. It was YOU who took out that mutant on the run. He fled from Japan, made it into Paris, and guess who was there to greet him? YOU." he jabbed a finger at her. Her gaze drifts from his nail to his nose.