paixaorpg | The Spy (Active/Open)

Character(s): Sara Sidle, Open
Content: Sara's out and about, fumbling around in the dark and trying to find information for the Nobody she's recently started working with.
Setting: General F7 Area
Time: It's Dark, she can't tell, Week 11
Warnings: Nothing yet?

The spell had seemed to loosen a bit, and she was able to now make out the general shapes of buildings and the area she was in. At least she knew what area of the city she was in now, and wasn't just fumbling around like she had been before, when she had run into Flower Boy. Marluxia was still up in the room they had originally rented when she had found him beaten up in the alleyway.

She'd volunteered to go out and find any and all information she could regarding what was going on out in the city, besides what was being posted on the network. She knew people censored themselves on there. Besides, she needed to get out and stretch her legs.

She just wondered who would be out wandering around at this time of...day, night, she couldn't even tell.

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Celes' internal clock had been screwed up from the beginning so she had no idea what time it was either. Regardless, she'd removed herself from Setzer's place for a little bit, deciding to go for a walk around. Of course, this meant dealing with Heartless every so often, but hey, at least it was good training for her.

Holding her blades to her hips, she glanced around. A figure could be seen close by after a while, but she couldn't tell who it was. So she opted for the safe option and remained silent, waiting to see what it would do and being prepared for the worst. If it was Kefka, she certainly didn't want to be caught unaware.

Sara heard footsteps somewhere near her, but she figured that any threat would actually jump out at her and try to take her down. But, curiosity always got the better of her, and she turned to try to identify whoever it was.

She saw the same thing as she had before, just a figure in the darkness, with no distinguishing features. She was just glad that whoever/whatever it was didn't have glowing yellow eyes. She'd seen enough of those lately.

"Hello?" She called. "Who's there?" She had her hand on her hip, seeming neutral, but it was as close to her gun as she could get without looking as though she as pulling it out.

The voice caused Celes to move forward cautiously. Her hands were well within sight just to be sure she didn't come off as threatening, though she knew she had enough weapons at her disposal even if she couldn't get a hand on one of her blades quick enough.

"My name is Celes," she offered. "I wasn't aware it was a time of day or night for many to take a walk, but perhaps two would be better company than one."

Not that she really expected to be much talk or company but it was worth the offer anyway. At the very least she could see what mood this other woman was in.

"Perhaps." Sara responded, moving to cross her arms, now realizing that the other woman wasn't a threat. "I'm Sara. I may not be the best company, I don't talk much." She wanted to be truthful, if the woman wanted someone who would talk to fill the silence, she probably wasn't that woman.

"But, company is appreciated." She added quickly, before seeming too rude. Besides, given her most current company, she wouldn't complain.

Celes shrugged. Not like she was much of a talker, either. "I'm not much of a conversationalist, myself," she admitted. "I prefer action to words a lot of the time." Which was true, it just depended on the situation.

"If you have somewhere else to be, don't let me distract you."

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