Walking up to Peter's door, Cia knocked on it and awaited a response.
Under her sleeve was a vial of translucent orange liquid with flakes of red. It was made using the cooking utensils in her dorm room kitchen, which they furnished quite well at military base 1 for some odd reason.
'Since the plan is tomorrow, it's better if I use the crimson veritas fruit on him today,' Cia thought.
However, after a few minutes, no one came to the door. She knocked again, but there was no response.
'Is he out with someone?' Cia glanced around to see if he was nearby, 'I thought I separated him enough from his friends… That'll mean I need to push even harder tomorrow.'
She didn't like the idea of pushing this back even further, but she wasn't going to wait around his door like a creep. Instead, she left the vicinity.
'I wanted to say goodbye to you in better circumstances… but Pure comes first.'
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