http://foxinflight.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] foxinflight.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2008-02-16 02:04 am

A Break [Active]

Character(s): Fox McCloud, open to all
Content: Fox takes a break from exploring to get something to eat. He's feeling a bit down.
Setting: Cafe Ersesat [L7]
Time: evening
Warnings: none


He had spent some time filling out the specifics of his wristcom's map; he was more comfortable with the layout of this strange place, at least. But while he had come across a few interesting people, the natives were all but brainless and nobody he knew seemed to be here. He was sick to death of running into primates (and if he never saw blond hair again it would be too soon). He took a sip from his drink restlessly.

The cafe was nice, at least, and whatever poison had been in the water before was gone, as far as he knew. He spent some time talking over the journal system--it was a strange device, seemingly out of place as far as technology in the city went--and learning more about the organization. He would help to fight them if they were behind this; it wasn't his usual thing, to take jobs without money, but he wanted to go home.

A familiar face would have done him a world of good right now--but somehow he doubted he'd find that.

[identity profile] a-spikyfriend.livejournal.com 2008-03-21 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
"I think the laziness of the citizens are addicting," she sighed. "'bout all that's gotten done is someone killing the Mayor." And then she paused, looking amused, clicked her tongue, and continued, "Oh, my mistake, I do of courrrrse mean the Mayor's most unforrrtunate death." And then the grin was back on her face.

How many people really thought that the Mayor just died like a normal person? Bullshit! Had to be an assassination. And her, like others, wished that they could get a sniff of the investigation, but damn, these citizens were uptight about letting any of the foreigners do... anything.