Everything was grey these days. Grey, or that muddy red-brown color that humans left behind when their bodies were damaged, but in the fog, the always, always fog, even that seemed grey, or black. Dirty. Earth was dirty. Dirtier now than it had been, and smaller, just one island apart from the rest, but this was the Earth that was most prevalent in
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Blank-faced, she paced down the walk, eyes fixed forward. Sounds and sights passed through her field of vision and had no impact.
Anyone who tried to stop her or touch her, though, would get a very nasty face full of attack-Parker.
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She watched quietly from behind her pile of rubble, and then got back to shoving the rest of her findings into her bag. Hollows... Peridot didn't like hollows.
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Parker didn't notice Peridot, or if she did, it was as something not-threat, not-important, not-not-not.
Step step, step step. Step-step, step-step.
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