Yukino-Green

    Mt. Vesuvius...someplace he had only seen in diagrams, heard of through history books in school. What were the odds that he’d end up here, sifting through the dust and debris of what could have once been Pompeii? Almost nil, Carlos had told himself. Almost nil. At the very least, he was out there with some...somewhat...familiar faces. Being alone in this kind of environment would be harsh and downright depressing, but he pushed those thoughts away deep into the back of his mind, keeping up with the rest of the team. _____    Things had been tough since their run-in with the tainted foxes—more and more tainted creatures had