Random resting on a bench

She barely had gotten a grasp on her life... yet all she wanted was to be lazy by now. Like in pretty much all her free time. The only thing that had changed by the last time she was here was her affiliation, her goal in life (if one), and her name... All Shibi did at the moment was to sit quietly on a bench, her crow on her shoulder.
"Alone in the dark,
I look for my Grim Reaper:
Ragna the Bloodedge.", she muttered to herself.
Talking to herself in haiku was one of her hobbies. The easiest one for her to give in at the moment since no word of the Grim Reaper had hit her ears... She had to pursue him just to know how he was doing, but... hell if she wasn't too lazy for that... The scythe wielder finally laid down, turned to the sky; like asking for any direction to go when rest would be over.

After a good hour of doing absolutely nothing but staring at the sky, Shibi finally came to a realization: she wasn't going to find Ragna the Bloodedge as long as she kept laying down on benches.
She stood up, woke up her pet crow out of its sleep so it could stand on her shoulder, and set out for a place where she heard Ragna had been sighted several times... Orient Town.
Not even aware of what he looked like (the posters looked so bad at the Academy), she imagined many possibilities, but none of those looked as horrible as a true Grim Reaper... Whatever. If she had enough energy to think about it, she might have enough to actually find him.
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