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trans_92011-07-31 09:56 pm
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Taking some down time [Open]
Hana's walking about the City again.
He's not sure why he likes it so much. He could come up with some dumb reason about always being close to citys, growing near Tokyo and all, and how it 'feels like home', but that would be stretching the truth. Plus, it sounds cheesy.
Besides, the City's not like a real city. The buildings are too mismatched, not in that 'built during different eras' way, more like 'built in totally different universes' way, (which they are) and in some places they were too far apart. There's not enough people crowding the streets. Electronic billboards are an oddly rare sight, even more so if they so much as flicker. And there's a distinct lack irritating construction work.
No, not a real city. In fact, much cooler than a real city.
It's the place he's staying the most since arriving back.
Kicking up dust. Sitting on crumbling walls. Perching on unsafe ledges. Leaning against filthy buildings.
Thinking about what happened back on the mission, among other things.
Allowing himself time to go through the things buzzing about in his head.
He doesn't talk to himself during these times of thoughts, that would be strange. He's just silent. But with every rare passer-by he doesn't shy away, instead he smiles slightly and nods to, socially.
Well, it's boring to be alone and pensive for long periods of time, isn't it?
He's not sure why he likes it so much. He could come up with some dumb reason about always being close to citys, growing near Tokyo and all, and how it 'feels like home', but that would be stretching the truth. Plus, it sounds cheesy.
Besides, the City's not like a real city. The buildings are too mismatched, not in that 'built during different eras' way, more like 'built in totally different universes' way, (which they are) and in some places they were too far apart. There's not enough people crowding the streets. Electronic billboards are an oddly rare sight, even more so if they so much as flicker. And there's a distinct lack irritating construction work.
No, not a real city. In fact, much cooler than a real city.
It's the place he's staying the most since arriving back.
Kicking up dust. Sitting on crumbling walls. Perching on unsafe ledges. Leaning against filthy buildings.
Thinking about what happened back on the mission, among other things.
Allowing himself time to go through the things buzzing about in his head.
He doesn't talk to himself during these times of thoughts, that would be strange. He's just silent. But with every rare passer-by he doesn't shy away, instead he smiles slightly and nods to, socially.
Well, it's boring to be alone and pensive for long periods of time, isn't it?
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She turned and offered him the paints "Would you like to do some?"
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