2 ♪ A homeless Fonist walks the City...

[fortunes_arc]

[It seems like she's gotten a better hang of working the communicator since last post. There's no camera shenanigans this time, at least - just Tear staring dead-straight at it, brushing some hair behind her ear before voicing her point succinctly.]

...it seems best to inquire on the network about how one goes about housing.

Comments

[notflynn]

Well, you've got a few choices. Hope you're not the indecisive type.

[fortunes_arc]

I'm not looking for anything fancy. Just a bed under a roof.

[notflynn]

Head in a direction. Find a tall building with a number on it- then find yourself an empty room.

It's that easy.

[fortunes_arc]

[An eyebrow quirks, and her voice is curious rather than suspicious.]

A bit too easy. There is no authority or overseer?

[notflynn]

Unfortunately, I don't know much about that myself. Never lived in one. But I'm sure you can bond with a neighbor over cookies and discuss it.

[fortunes_arc]

Where do you live then?

[He reminds her of Colonel Curtiss with those kinds of comments.] It's not a joking situation.

[notflynn]

In a house near the beach. It works a little differently.

[Shrug. Smile.] No need to be so serious.

[fortunes_arc]

I see. ..do you enjoy it?

[She crosses her arms and ignores his comment.]

[notflynn]

It has a nice view, I'll give it that much.

[fortunes_arc]

Do you come from a place near the sea, back home? If you don't mind the question.

[notflynn]

Not enough to see it from the city. You?

[fortunes_arc]

[A sea of mud and miasma.] Not really. Part of my training had me stationed in Daath, which wasn't too far from the sea.

[notflynn]

Right- you were a part of the military, too, weren't you.

[fortunes_arc]

I still am.

You were as well? [Color her surprised.]

[notflynn]

[He snorts.]

Not long enough to count. I just happen to be surrounded by soldiers.

[fortunes_arc]

What branch of the military were you in? The navy?

[That, she could see. Sailors were a little rougher around the edge.]