Taking off his wig, Aqua slumps back into the chair. He runs his hand through his hair, patting it down as his eyes shut.

— What a mess..

He mutters, the light sound of his panting being the only sound besides the hum of the lights. He pushes himself up, splashing water onto his face. He begins to change, unwrapping the bandages along his arms, then removing the rest of the stage outfit.

He slips on a pair of jeans, draping a black T-shirt with the Tokyo Blade logo in the center. As he finishes, Aqua neatly wraps up the other outfit, setting it down afterwards.

— Mm.. ‘I guess I should join the others.’

Aqua fixed his hair, walking out of the dressing room. He walks through the halls of the building before making it to the space everyone else was at.