Walking Down Windsor Street
Who: Princess Peach who for some reason can't get the stupid LJ user tag to work and anyone in Spero.
Where: Windsor Street to the University.
When: Late afternoon, July 18th.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Inspired by her conversation with Michelangelo, Peach has decided to head into the city of Spero to find other people.
The Log: After switching off her communicator, Peach opened her parasol and raised it over her head. A Princess had to be protective of her skin, no matter what the situation. Then she gathered her skirt up in her free hand so she wasn't dragging it over the debris scattered on the ground and headed off toward the city.
"I hope I'm able to find somebody... This communicator is nice, but I'd much rather meet someone face to face." As she walked she noted the decay of the buildings around her, wondering if a bomb had gone off here once as well. The wind began to pick up, and her parasol was almost yanked from her hands. "Goodness! This is terrible!" Steadying the rob against her shoulder, she pressed on. Finally, she spotted a street sign and eagerly rushed to read it.
"Windsor Street? Well, that doesn't sound too bad... I hope." She gulped as she peered into the seemingly empty city. "I hope I find someone soon."