Nomad [OPEN]
Who: Jin Tian and YOU
What: Jin is walking the station on a sort of pilgrimage to find happiness or some bullshit.
Where: All the Garden Zones
When: Anytime between last week and this week
Warnings: None yet
Jin walked without aim or direction. When he woke up, chose a bearing and walked until night fell or until he found a teleporter; whichever came first. He slept under trees and overhangs or in caves, or out in the open on the faces of mountains or along shorelines. If the mood took him he walked at night and tried to figure out the patterns of the false stars in the Sacrosanct sky. He stayed out of the Residential Zones. What was the point of a city with no people?
He passed the llama farms and the wheat farms, the ranches and sheepfolds. He met birds and squirrels, wolves and foxes, jaguars and monkeys, moose and bears. He rarely saw a human or otherwise sentient being. That was fine by him. He liked the solitude. He had expected to dislike the Garden Zones after awhile, to see the fakeness everywhere. But deep enough in, he could really imagine that he was back on Earth. That it was a hundred or more years ago and he was wandering from place to place, walking more often than not. The nature around him was just that--natural.
He liked it out here. Maybe he'd stay like this; keep a base in his apartment in Zone 1 for his things and equipment, but stay out here the rest of the time. He had everything he needed, and he was always just a phone call away. Yeah. That sounded nice.
For now, though, he was content to just keep wandering aimlessly and see where his feet took him; and maybe also see what and who he met along the way.
What: Jin is walking the station on a sort of pilgrimage to find happiness or some bullshit.
Where: All the Garden Zones
When: Anytime between last week and this week
Warnings: None yet
Jin walked without aim or direction. When he woke up, chose a bearing and walked until night fell or until he found a teleporter; whichever came first. He slept under trees and overhangs or in caves, or out in the open on the faces of mountains or along shorelines. If the mood took him he walked at night and tried to figure out the patterns of the false stars in the Sacrosanct sky. He stayed out of the Residential Zones. What was the point of a city with no people?
He passed the llama farms and the wheat farms, the ranches and sheepfolds. He met birds and squirrels, wolves and foxes, jaguars and monkeys, moose and bears. He rarely saw a human or otherwise sentient being. That was fine by him. He liked the solitude. He had expected to dislike the Garden Zones after awhile, to see the fakeness everywhere. But deep enough in, he could really imagine that he was back on Earth. That it was a hundred or more years ago and he was wandering from place to place, walking more often than not. The nature around him was just that--natural.
He liked it out here. Maybe he'd stay like this; keep a base in his apartment in Zone 1 for his things and equipment, but stay out here the rest of the time. He had everything he needed, and he was always just a phone call away. Yeah. That sounded nice.
For now, though, he was content to just keep wandering aimlessly and see where his feet took him; and maybe also see what and who he met along the way.