Dec 11, 2011 18:28
[Wichita is wandering around the city, because of reasons. She's learning her way around the city, trying to catch the vibe of it, as much as she can anyway. Because all cities have a vibe, she's learned this much from roadtripping most of her life, and it usually just takes a bit of exploring to get into said vibe and adapt to it. This city? It keeps changing. There are too many people from too many different walks of life, and no, it's not like New York City, no big mixing pot action, it's just a clusterfuck of timelines and dialects and personalities and swaggers.
Which is interesting, but it makes it nearly impossible to just blend in and go unnoticed, which is her usually M.O. Sliding in and out of a city is easier when you're just like everyone else.
Not that it seems like she'll be leaving anytime soon.
... Which just makes the feeling worse.
Her comm clicks on after a while, and she punches in a quick text from outside a store she just slid out of with a new pair of sunglasses. Oh, five-finger discount. You're so good at making Wichita feel way cool.]
so what's the policy on gun distribution in this city? anyone know?
[Wichita's just gonna hang around outside for now, not quite out of sight, but not in anyone's way, either. Just being all fake mysterious in her leather jacket and new shades, with her bangs covering up past her eyebrows anyway. Totally kissable approachable, this one.]
*polychromatic,
yes wichita is cursed,
crowds freak me out,
curse day shenanigans