Things always happen when you least expect them. [Open/Active]

[forkimlasca]

Character(s): Natalia and YOU!
Content: Arriving-- only to find ruins.
Setting: Ruins of Paixao, near the Muspelheim gate.
Time: Late morning, Week 42.
Warnings: Uh, bossybritches? None, really.


Natalia touched her hand to her lips as she carefully picked her way through the rubble. The gates themselves had looked impressive enough, but... this was what they were supposedly guarding? Something had obviously happened here, and she had the feeling that it had been fairly recent. Were people hurt? Did they need help? As perplexing as she had found her sudden arrival, looking upon the ruined city made her feel that maybe, just maybe, she had been brought here for a very good reason. If she could help, then her annoyance at being brought to this unfamiliar place might have been assuaged, at least a bit.

She gingerly stepped over what appeared to be a fallen lamppost of some kind, tilting her head at the nearest building. Had that been a cafe at one time? Whatever it was, it had certainly seen better days. What, exactly, had caused all of this?

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[sceadu_gemynd]

"It was," Zexion answered with a nod. "Perhaps a little antiquated, but quite lovely all the same. It's a shame it's been reduced to the state you see it in, really."

Why someone had ever wanted to destroy it so thoroughly, he'd never understand. Not when it meant being rid of so very many places that newcomers had been able to stay. Speaking of, he'd need to find a new place for 'Ian' to live, now that the domes had come crashing down. It certainly was tempting to move in to the scattered refugees, but no. Not for someone who had been so thoroughly interested in books and information. There wasn't anything here for him now, save the drifting in and out of any newcomers to the city. It wold be better in the long run if he set up somewhere else.

"I'm afraid I don't know why, however. I barely even know who was responsible."