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[ WHO ] : Angeal [flies_lopsided]; Bakura [spiritofathief]; Zeratul [kernelsoftruth]; Teutonic Order [moarcrusadesplx]; Antiform [neon_and_smoke]; Altair [spreadbare]; Chie [chariotprince]
[ WHERE ]: The Mall
[ WHEN ]: November 3rd [3/11 7:00 am]
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: Open!
[ RATING ]: TBA
[ WARNINGS ]: Moving Mannequins, most likely.
[ NOTES ]: The log is going to start at the apartments, but will move to the mall fairly quickly.
There was a definite bite of winter in the air. Angeal's wings ruffled, the smaller one tucking close to his body. He would be lucky to find a coat that fit across his shoulders, and he was hopeful that he would. While the SOLDIER uniform he wore was warm (and clean), his arms were bare and he could feel the chill quite keenly.
The sky, at least, seemed mercifully clear. Not sunny or particularly pleasent, but the clouds didn't seem to threaten rain. What sunlight managed to strain down through the clouds was bleak and pale - the usual to be expect from this place.
Angeal unfurled both of his wings and beat at the air with them. He resealed his window with the tape after closing it, and gently hovered down to the ground, close to the foyer doors. As soon as the others gathered, they would head out. Early morning was the best time to go for a run like this, and he had no intention of waiting late for a later comer.
[ WHERE ]: The Mall
[ WHEN ]: November 3rd [3/11 7:00 am]
[ OPEN/CLOSED? ]: Open!
[ RATING ]: TBA
[ WARNINGS ]: Moving Mannequins, most likely.
[ NOTES ]: The log is going to start at the apartments, but will move to the mall fairly quickly.
There was a definite bite of winter in the air. Angeal's wings ruffled, the smaller one tucking close to his body. He would be lucky to find a coat that fit across his shoulders, and he was hopeful that he would. While the SOLDIER uniform he wore was warm (and clean), his arms were bare and he could feel the chill quite keenly.
The sky, at least, seemed mercifully clear. Not sunny or particularly pleasent, but the clouds didn't seem to threaten rain. What sunlight managed to strain down through the clouds was bleak and pale - the usual to be expect from this place.
Angeal unfurled both of his wings and beat at the air with them. He resealed his window with the tape after closing it, and gently hovered down to the ground, close to the foyer doors. As soon as the others gathered, they would head out. Early morning was the best time to go for a run like this, and he had no intention of waiting late for a later comer.