So don't sit back, kick back, and watch the world get bushwhacked
Ruvin has been coming back to the pavilion at Millennium Park with some regularity since her little speech. Always on different days at different times, even though coming to the same place at all is a bit more than risky. But she doesn't know how else she can reach the people who honestly want to know more about wanderers. She doesn't give specifics, focuses mainly on her own experiences, and has had to use her ability twice to keep herself and others from getting shot.
Of course, no one knows that. Not even the people who were there at the time.
It's gotten easier, ever since the Doll's house, to focus on multiple probabilities in a single area without losing her focus on the present. It's come in handy, that's for sure.
There aren't many people here today--it's been at least three days since Ruvin came here. But what starts as a group of five quickly grows to about twenty as the curious wander over and some present call friends. It makes Ruvin nervous, but she can't help thinking it's a good thing.
Well. As long as worried friends don't catch her doing this. Then it might go downhill rather quickly.
Winny is out and about, exploring the city and looking like an escapee from a Bob Ross painting. No attempts at suits or professionalism today--Gail gave her the day off, so she's in a little blue sundress and a ridiculous floppy hat. Gail mercifully convinced her not to wear the pinafore.
Ragnar is in The Park That Ate Chicago, peering up into a tree.
Why is he peering up into a tree?
Well. He chased a dog up there.
Of course, no one knows that. Not even the people who were there at the time.
It's gotten easier, ever since the Doll's house, to focus on multiple probabilities in a single area without losing her focus on the present. It's come in handy, that's for sure.
There aren't many people here today--it's been at least three days since Ruvin came here. But what starts as a group of five quickly grows to about twenty as the curious wander over and some present call friends. It makes Ruvin nervous, but she can't help thinking it's a good thing.
Well. As long as worried friends don't catch her doing this. Then it might go downhill rather quickly.
Winny is out and about, exploring the city and looking like an escapee from a Bob Ross painting. No attempts at suits or professionalism today--Gail gave her the day off, so she's in a little blue sundress and a ridiculous floppy hat. Gail mercifully convinced her not to wear the pinafore.
Ragnar is in The Park That Ate Chicago, peering up into a tree.
Why is he peering up into a tree?
Well. He chased a dog up there.