❝ and when i know you're safe and dreaming, my escape plans in full swing. ❞
Who: isomorphology and YOU!
What: Quorra is riding around Promenade out on a drive.
Where: All over Promenade! Just list in the header or comment where you're at.
When: 8/30 Night
Warnings: Absolutely none at the moment! Feel free to comment as brackets or prose, I'll switch to whatever you'd like.
Things had slowed down after the Arcade opened, and Quorra wasn't entirely sure what to next. She wanted to use the upper part of the Arcade for the Resistance, and use her own personal knowledge to help them, but she wasn't sure how to exactly do that. That brought out the habit of getting on her light cycle a few hours before the Arcade opened for the night, every other day, and just riding around the city. She had been there for months and hadn't explored all of it beyond the few places during Soledate.
If she was going to help the Resistance more, she wanted to know a better layout of the city.
She leaned against her light cycle and sped up, coming to a stop at the light. She turned her head with her helmet on, despite it being night, to look at the other sides of the street. Maybe there would be someone she recognized, or maybe even someone new.
What: Quorra is riding around Promenade out on a drive.
Where: All over Promenade! Just list in the header or comment where you're at.
When: 8/30 Night
Warnings: Absolutely none at the moment! Feel free to comment as brackets or prose, I'll switch to whatever you'd like.
Things had slowed down after the Arcade opened, and Quorra wasn't entirely sure what to next. She wanted to use the upper part of the Arcade for the Resistance, and use her own personal knowledge to help them, but she wasn't sure how to exactly do that. That brought out the habit of getting on her light cycle a few hours before the Arcade opened for the night, every other day, and just riding around the city. She had been there for months and hadn't explored all of it beyond the few places during Soledate.
If she was going to help the Resistance more, she wanted to know a better layout of the city.
She leaned against her light cycle and sped up, coming to a stop at the light. She turned her head with her helmet on, despite it being night, to look at the other sides of the street. Maybe there would be someone she recognized, or maybe even someone new.
