They're locking up the sun, the light of reason gone, and hope has been succesfully undone....

[teenaged_twin]

Over the past week, a memorial spot appeared near the Wabash Street Bridge. (Near, because if you leave something on a double leaf bascule bridge, it'll be lost and/or destroyed the next time the bridge is raised.) Nothing fancy, just a batch of frozen flowers, blown out votive candles and little soggy scraps of paper bearing prayers and

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[omnomnomface]

Trin has not been pleased with her life as of late. She hasn't actually been in human form in a week, and hasn't been outside in four days. She looks a bit of a mess.

But she's at the bridge, looking unhappy. Here, Gabe. Have a tiny sad Behemoth girl.

[teenaged_twin]

It's a moment before he looks up and-

Ah hell.

"You know, I'd ask what a nice girl like you is doing out in lousy weather like this, except - one? That's a pathetically cheesy line if ever there was one, and two? Knowing the way the world works, I'd probably get a kick to the groin for it, and that only if I was lucky."

[omnomnomface]

Trin looks at him a little confusedly. She hadn't been paying any attention at all to the other people out here. No attention at all.

"Dunno," she says, then turns away again. "Thinkin', I guess." She pauses. "What are you doin'?"

He's cute, but she has a boyfriend. Or something. And she's not in the mood either.

[teenaged_twin]

"Thinkin', I guess." He says it plainly, with no hint of mockery. "Though I'm starting to think it'd be better to find a warmer place to think. Any suggestions?"

And no, he's not hitting on her. He's just trying to be a nice guy. He does that sometimes.

[omnomnomface]

She nods slowly. "I guess," she says. "There's a coffee shop. 'S warm in the winter, mostly, or was last time I was there."

She pauses. "Want me to show you?" Because the cold isn't making her mood any better. And she wants coffee. Spiked with alcohol that's in her bag. That would make this day much better.

[teenaged_twin]

"Sounds like a plan." A brief grin. "If you lead the way, I think I have enough to pay for the drinks."

[omnomnomface]

Trin just nods dully. She really isn't feeling up to anything but hey, if he's paying, sounds like a plan.

"Come on," she beckons him and begins walking, slowly. "It's not too far from here."

She kicks at the ground a little as she walks. "So are you new to the city?" she asks. Because it seems like that should be your first question all the time.

[teenaged_twin]

That gets her what almost sounds like a laugh. "Born, raised and probably gonna die here. Still, better here than Kansas. When we're not overrun by crazy firebugs and psycho hoodlums trying to recreate the Third Reich, anyway."

[omnomnomface]

Trin shrugs. "Kansas doesn't sound half-bad, at this point," she says. "Because... at least, it's been my experience that if we don't have the crazy firebugs and hoodlums? We've got something else. Probably a lot quieter in Kansas."

The tiniest of smiles escapes her teeth to settle on her face. "Probably a lot less fun, too."

[teenaged_twin]

"No kidding. All farms and fields, bleh. Probably roll up the streets around seven, too. What's the point in that?"

[omnomnomface]

Trin smiles, just a little wider. "Exactly. Around here at least, you get to see some action some of the time. I mean, I haven't seen much so far, but that's okay because I've found some other stuff." She turns to Gabe. "What have you found? Or, um... do you not 'cause you live here?"

[teenaged_twin]

He chuckles. "Nah, you're right. Haven't really gone looking, that's more-"

More Jake's thing, he doesn't say.

"...Still. Better late than never, right?"

[omnomnomface]

Trin notices the pause, but doesn't say anything.

"Yeah. Better late than never, I guess," she says. "I'm Trin, by the way. Trinity McFasater."

[teenaged_twin]

He manages a small grin.

"Gabe. Seagram."