From rooftop to eavetrough to wire to branch [ closed ]
Characters: Yuri Lowell lustrolupo, Uni Giglio Nero onlyluminous
Content: Crowds are made for getting lost.
Setting: The race venue, some distance away from where the ships are docked.
Time: After tea and an odd conversation, as the day fades into evening.
Warnings: I... don't even know. Further confusion? Awkwardness about responsibility. s-sob
What had that been?
Her mind was so preoccupied with trying to understand the conversation she had somehow -- strangely enough -- held with an almost-stranger, that Uni was not really paying attention to where she was going once she finally exited the pavilion. It was beginning to feel more and more like a dream, and she had to touch the cloak she'd wrapped around her shoulders several times just to anchor herself to the present. Linen, white and cool. This is real, she thought. Not the past.
But now she had to get back to the ship. She had been out too long, she still had patients to attend to -- the drugs should be wearing off soon -- and maybe if she managed to slip back into the infirmary quietly enough no one would notice how long she had been gone. Or that she was not wearing the usual clothes of the Fiertia's healer but something that was quite obviously not meant for an infirmary, much less an airship's infirmary.
Well.
At least it had been... instructive, remembering. Who she was, who she had been -- who she could still be. That being done with, maybe she could return to focusing on the present--
Which, at the moment, involved trying to find the ship. Uni bit her lip and adjusted her hat on her head. The crooked 'streets' in this town looked different in the dimming light. This might prove to be harder than she had thought.
Content: Crowds are made for getting lost.
Setting: The race venue, some distance away from where the ships are docked.
Time: After tea and an odd conversation, as the day fades into evening.
Warnings: I... don't even know. Further confusion? Awkwardness about responsibility. s-sob
What had that been?
Her mind was so preoccupied with trying to understand the conversation she had somehow -- strangely enough -- held with an almost-stranger, that Uni was not really paying attention to where she was going once she finally exited the pavilion. It was beginning to feel more and more like a dream, and she had to touch the cloak she'd wrapped around her shoulders several times just to anchor herself to the present. Linen, white and cool. This is real, she thought. Not the past.
But now she had to get back to the ship. She had been out too long, she still had patients to attend to -- the drugs should be wearing off soon -- and maybe if she managed to slip back into the infirmary quietly enough no one would notice how long she had been gone. Or that she was not wearing the usual clothes of the Fiertia's healer but something that was quite obviously not meant for an infirmary, much less an airship's infirmary.
Well.
At least it had been... instructive, remembering. Who she was, who she had been -- who she could still be. That being done with, maybe she could return to focusing on the present--
Which, at the moment, involved trying to find the ship. Uni bit her lip and adjusted her hat on her head. The crooked 'streets' in this town looked different in the dimming light. This might prove to be harder than she had thought.