Terminus [Open]
Atom zoomed through the sky of the City, the rocket thrusters in his boots cutting a bright blue trail through the open air. He glided under archways, skimmed a hand along the water of the River, zigzagged along streets and between abandoned buildings with dizzying speed. He found a sagging building and used a nearby fallen beam to shore it up; he came across a half-destroyed statue and carefully retrieved its missing head, placing it by the statue in case someone came along who could fix it.
When he came to a stop, it was in an immense building, with high windows, ticket counters, and darkened lights. He recognized this place! He'd been here once; it was Grand Central Terminal.
Now, however, there were no passengers milling about, waiting for their friends or family to arrive. He flew upward, perching on a nearby stone railing.
Thracia, huh...? It brought back memories. Some new, some old... and some painful.
[Takes place anywhere in the City, please specify if you want a particular location -- else it will be in Grand Central.]
When he came to a stop, it was in an immense building, with high windows, ticket counters, and darkened lights. He recognized this place! He'd been here once; it was Grand Central Terminal.
Now, however, there were no passengers milling about, waiting for their friends or family to arrive. He flew upward, perching on a nearby stone railing.
Thracia, huh...? It brought back memories. Some new, some old... and some painful.
[Takes place anywhere in the City, please specify if you want a particular location -- else it will be in Grand Central.]