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Who: tsundullahan & vain_sky
What: A shady meeting *Bricked*
When: Wednesday evening
Where: Eastern end of the city
Warnings: PG-13 default
Status: In Progress
Night brought with it the cooler temperatures expected of the turning season. The leaves had already begun to brown and redden, the breeze cool and crisp as if to give a preview of what could be expected come the next several months. If they all were still there for that long.
Celty was reluctant to admit that such would probably the case. Things had changed, and yet they hadn't. She was still here, as were others. It had been a little over a month and a year now since her arrival in this city. Realizing that never helped for that aching feeling. She missed the sights and sounds of a living, bustling city, but most of all, she missed Shinra.
Speeding mindlessly through the empty streets here helped to numb those feelings, if only a little. By now she knew most of the city, and she was the only one that could get around so quickly- at least by relatively mundane means. Never mind the fact that her motorcycle wasn't exactly mundanely powered. Her matte-black mount gave its ghostly scream of a nicker as it glided down the streets, around corners, careening carelessly at top speed with no fear of pursuing cops, no traffic. Yes. This was the only time that Celty could feel freedom. This city had taken her from everything she knew, and had taken one of her longest friends made here. She wouldn't let it take this from her.
What: A shady meeting *Bricked*
When: Wednesday evening
Where: Eastern end of the city
Warnings: PG-13 default
Status: In Progress
Night brought with it the cooler temperatures expected of the turning season. The leaves had already begun to brown and redden, the breeze cool and crisp as if to give a preview of what could be expected come the next several months. If they all were still there for that long.
Celty was reluctant to admit that such would probably the case. Things had changed, and yet they hadn't. She was still here, as were others. It had been a little over a month and a year now since her arrival in this city. Realizing that never helped for that aching feeling. She missed the sights and sounds of a living, bustling city, but most of all, she missed Shinra.
Speeding mindlessly through the empty streets here helped to numb those feelings, if only a little. By now she knew most of the city, and she was the only one that could get around so quickly- at least by relatively mundane means. Never mind the fact that her motorcycle wasn't exactly mundanely powered. Her matte-black mount gave its ghostly scream of a nicker as it glided down the streets, around corners, careening carelessly at top speed with no fear of pursuing cops, no traffic. Yes. This was the only time that Celty could feel freedom. This city had taken her from everything she knew, and had taken one of her longest friends made here. She wouldn't let it take this from her.