What happened to you? (Private)

Daiki walked through the dark and rainy streets of Clover town, as she didn't want to be home for the time being. Even though it was quite late and having felt like she had only been walking for a few minutes, she had been walking for a few hours. Her clothes were soaked by the rain and how long she had been in it. Each step she took was a fairly slowly one, and her gaze stayed, seemingly, fixated on the ground a few feet in front of her.

Her hair was unlike how it normally was, being down rather than being in 'drills', due to the water that had soaked her clothes and even her hair. With her hair down, it laid in front of her shoulders, rather than against her back. Even with seemingly paying little mind when walking, she would avoid the larger puddles when walking.

After a while longer of walking, she would accidentally bump into someone, but she wouldn't get a look of their face until after she had spoke while turning around. "I-I'm sorry..." She would say, somewhat quietly. She did notice the mask the man was wearing was made out of metal and all that could be seen was that he was wearing some sort of cloak. "I-I wasn't watching where I was going." She said, looking back down at the ground.

Daiki listened to the to the person as they had spoke, telling her to be careful. She wouldn't say anything and a few moments later, the person would then ask if she felt despair about something. She would look back at him, the rain perfectly hiding her tears, though when the man had chuckled before asking if it was about the fire that had burned the Fairy Tail Guild Hall, before bending down to meet her face to face. The figure would state that they were there, and brought up Rita's body and had brought up that they had liked it. They liked... the sight of Rita's corpse? She couldn't have heard that right...

But after the figure had blown smoke into her face and started to walk away, her denial of what he had said had stopped and she would clench her right hand into a fist. She would point the immediate anger at a nearby wall, in which she would punch a hole into before turning back to the man, the majority of the wall she had punched collapsing a few moments after having moved and faced the man who had called her name after having said that they liked the sight of Rita's corpse, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bring herself to say anything to him as she watching him become further and further away from her.

The sound of a brick hitting the ground from the wall that she had punched, tears running down her face. Though when she would growl to herself, the piercing on her face would glow slightly, before summoning eight rifles, which would almost stand on their own. She would grab one, pointing it towards the man, but the man was out of her range to get a great shot at him, but at the distance he was at, she wouldn't be much able to do much aside from miss. But she would fire towards the man, knowing it'd miss, but in an attempt to stop him.