[ Location: A Hobby Shop in Central | Visual ]
The thing about cars is, if you don't drive them, they break down. Godric isn't entirely sure this holds true in Taxon, considering that the cars, like everything else, are alien-made and seem to be impervious to permanent harm. But he's never had any wish to test the theory on his Aston Martin DB9, which was a gift of sorts from Angel. So on occasion, he chooses to drive around the city rather than walk or run as only a vampire can.
(Eric's corvette needs to be taken out at some point as well, but Godric doesn't have the heart for it yet.)
That's why tonight, Godric is cruising the city streets in his car, with no particular destination in mind. His tablet is resting on the seat next to him, and comes on without his knowledge just as he pulls up to the curb and parks in front of a hobby store. He smiles faintly, then reaches for his tablet and sees that it's already recording.
"A new board game, Lilla Amiralen?" The message is clearly only meant for one person, though the broadcast is public. Feel free to respond anyway, or approach in person.
(Eric's corvette needs to be taken out at some point as well, but Godric doesn't have the heart for it yet.)
That's why tonight, Godric is cruising the city streets in his car, with no particular destination in mind. His tablet is resting on the seat next to him, and comes on without his knowledge just as he pulls up to the curb and parks in front of a hobby store. He smiles faintly, then reaches for his tablet and sees that it's already recording.
"A new board game, Lilla Amiralen?" The message is clearly only meant for one person, though the broadcast is public. Feel free to respond anyway, or approach in person.