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Who: Akira and Goblimon, [???] (Closed)
What: Akira learns just how rough Skuld can be.
When: April 8th, Early evening (Backdated)
Where: In the wild, on the edge of the Dead Zone
It had been several days since Akira decided that she wanted to save what was left of the gas in her motorcycle. She stored her bike and helmet in her D-Reader, and since then she and Goblimon had been walking to the east. She'd also taken off her jacket and tied it around her waist, cutting down significantly on the heat. Goblimon seemed more at home behaving like this, but Akira wasa city girl through and through. This was hell on her.
They'd been sleeping in the wild, eating the rations from the D-Reader, and generally roughing it. She had been desperately craving a hot shower for almost as long as she'd been walking, and cursing the powers that brought her here had long since become a part of her daily routine. At least she had her health, though...
"It could always be worse," Goblimon told her. "You could have wound up alone here."
"And thank heaven for small favors," she said, smiling down at her partner. "I don't suppose you've seen a lightpost?"
"Not a one," he told her. "Same as the last time you asked. But at least we haven't seen anything else either."
"'At least'?" she asked, then she heaved a sigh. "You sure know how to make a girl feel better."
"What else could I be good for?" Goblimon asked, giving her a mischevious grin.
She sighed again and continued walking beside Goblimon. This week couldn't possibly get any worse.
What: Akira learns just how rough Skuld can be.
When: April 8th, Early evening (Backdated)
Where: In the wild, on the edge of the Dead Zone
It had been several days since Akira decided that she wanted to save what was left of the gas in her motorcycle. She stored her bike and helmet in her D-Reader, and since then she and Goblimon had been walking to the east. She'd also taken off her jacket and tied it around her waist, cutting down significantly on the heat. Goblimon seemed more at home behaving like this, but Akira wasa city girl through and through. This was hell on her.
They'd been sleeping in the wild, eating the rations from the D-Reader, and generally roughing it. She had been desperately craving a hot shower for almost as long as she'd been walking, and cursing the powers that brought her here had long since become a part of her daily routine. At least she had her health, though...
"It could always be worse," Goblimon told her. "You could have wound up alone here."
"And thank heaven for small favors," she said, smiling down at her partner. "I don't suppose you've seen a lightpost?"
"Not a one," he told her. "Same as the last time you asked. But at least we haven't seen anything else either."
"'At least'?" she asked, then she heaved a sigh. "You sure know how to make a girl feel better."
"What else could I be good for?" Goblimon asked, giving her a mischevious grin.
She sighed again and continued walking beside Goblimon. This week couldn't possibly get any worse.