Post by Aile Kalias on Mar 30, 2014 12:55:41 GMT -5
It was a normal day outside of the the circle, somewhat foggy, dangerous, shadow ridden. Aile had taken to wondering around the city to train some more. He had improved since the shadow he met with Phoebe with some regular training, and now he decided to roam the city, trying to get a better feel for it since he had improved.
The city was quiet except for the car alarm that went off in the distance. Some falling rubble had landed onto a nearby car and caused the alarm, which had drawn a few shadows towards it. Aile walked down the barren street devoid of most human life, passing the broken remains of what had seemed to be a few important buildings. He was going to work his way around to the broken down hospital to see if there might be any thing that could be used for future encounters there. A rough hour had passed, full of almost bare silence with the exception of Volt's humming, and Aile had finally come across the hospital. It looked like what he had imagined, torn down, looking like shit.
He entered through the broken glass to find the lobby, with chairs empty and most likely full of rats' nests. A few more minutes passes, and he and his other self were in deeper, one floor up, now on the second floor. The Greek made sure to keep his sword away from other objects to avoid attracting any attention to himself, but this meritably good deed was only cut short by him sneezing. A few moments later, he heard the crashing of some distant object.
For once, Aile felt mentally and physically prepared.
The city was quiet except for the car alarm that went off in the distance. Some falling rubble had landed onto a nearby car and caused the alarm, which had drawn a few shadows towards it. Aile walked down the barren street devoid of most human life, passing the broken remains of what had seemed to be a few important buildings. He was going to work his way around to the broken down hospital to see if there might be any thing that could be used for future encounters there. A rough hour had passed, full of almost bare silence with the exception of Volt's humming, and Aile had finally come across the hospital. It looked like what he had imagined, torn down, looking like shit.
He entered through the broken glass to find the lobby, with chairs empty and most likely full of rats' nests. A few more minutes passes, and he and his other self were in deeper, one floor up, now on the second floor. The Greek made sure to keep his sword away from other objects to avoid attracting any attention to himself, but this meritably good deed was only cut short by him sneezing. A few moments later, he heard the crashing of some distant object.
For once, Aile felt mentally and physically prepared.
