[OTA] Feb/March events!

[claritatis]

Who: Ignis Scientia (claritatis), Julie Grigio Cabernet (redwinekindofgirl) and Nil (atravellerwithabow).
What: Top levels for the Feb and March events, as and when required.
Where: In the city, outside the city, wherever.
When: Feb/March for the duration of the Kiss Me Kill Me/Field Trip/Flu Season events.
Warnings: Nil.

((ooc: anything welcome! bring me your travellers, people being chased by monsters, anyone needing help, sandstorms, anything at all c: ))

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[Feb] city edge [OTA]

[redwinekindofgirl]

[She said to herself that she wouldn't go out there, that nothing was worth venturing out into the heat-haze shimmered desert, not even Hope, and yet she still finds herself standing in the best shade she can find at the edge of the city, watching the smallest dots of motorcycles disappearing over the horizon while the sun sinks down somewhere to her left. The chill comes quickly as the night does, but she only shivers, rubbing her hands up and down her upper arms.]

You don't want to be out there, Julie. [Muttered to herself, she doesn't quite believe it. She's starting to believe it less as time goes by, but she's not stupid enough to go out there by herself.]

Don't even think about it.

[bespectacledsnake]

They do say it takes a very specific type of person to live with the desert.

[Semiyon, who had been out for a stroll to take in the sights of his new prison, has sidled up quietly behind her, half-smiling as he looks past her to the broad swath of sand ahead]

[redwinekindofgirl]

Who says that? [Comes the immediate rejoinder to that remark, though the last syllable trails off slightly as she looks at him and is struck instantly by how similar he looks to someone else she knows. Peculiarly similar, in face.

Similar enough that she squints at him for a moment, before deciding that is isn't that person playing a weird trick on her.]

Sounds like something someone made up.

[bespectacledsnake]

I believe it was an American author in one of those books with the cowboys and hidden gold.

[He steps up shoulder to shoulder with her, frowning a little at the odd expression that passes on her face]

Is something wrong?

[redwinekindofgirl]

Uh, no. Heh. You just reminded me of someone for a second.

[And he still does, but as he talks more the resemblance begins to fade. This man holds a kind of assured confidence that she, sadly, never sees in Delmar.]

It's fine.

[bespectacledsnake]

Someone good I hope.

[He half expects her to say grandfather, given his age]

So...were you looking for something on the horizon?

[redwinekindofgirl]

Yeah. A good friend.

[Not grandfather. Though, Delmar is definitely the kind of person she would have wanted her grandfather to be like.]

I was just... looking. Feels like I've been in this city forever.