Who:
variaswrath and
ergaleomancer What: Xanxus is curious what this clockwork can do, Theta is curious about this city, and lord only knows how it'll end.
When: A day after Theta's arrival, a bit after their first
chat over the network.
Where: Starting out near the theater, but location is subject to change.
Warnings: Who knows, with Xanxus involved. PG-13 at the most I think.
Status: Completed!
With next to nothing to do in this city, clockwork that could supposedly do anything seemed like an interesting enough venture to pass the time. Depending on what it was capable of, this woman might even prove to be useful at some point. Xanxus was in a fairly good mood all things considered, though nobody would have been able to tell for his blank look and constant glower. He walked down the streets at a calm pace, almost giving the impression of a predator on the prowl, aware of his surroundings at all times. Though the guns he carried were hidden by the jacket draped over his shoulders, only a fool would have taken him for harmless. Not that the scars standing out on his tanned skin did anything to change that.
Frankly, it irritated him to have to do his own investigating, simply because the people who should be doing it for him weren't here to do their job- but that did not mean he could or would not do it. No way in hell would he simply sit still and be a good little sheep for his captors, and if that meant playing nice with the rest of the trash who lived here then that was a necessary evil. At least as things were he had a good enough idea of the city already.
Eventually he came within view of the theater. All he had was her name and her voice to go by, but if her world really was that different she should not be too hard to spot, even if there were more people.