07-19-2008, 02:12 AM
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Nikita had seen plenty of impressive cities — none of which she had any particularly fond memories of. She had seen places where lycanthropes had taken over and molded them to their own use, and they had only grown to be hives of foul deeds. She forced her face to be impassive as they faced it, though she couldn’t help some amazement seep into her green gaze. The size and architecture of it all was still hard to fully realize. She stopped walking when she reached his side — her near-six-foot frame looking rather diminutive next to his seven-foot-something height. “You’ve got that right,” she muttered, her olive gaze resting heavily on the crumbling steel and concrete. “Let’s get around to whatever we came here for,” she hurried, feeling antsy around the sprawling place. Besides, she was pretty eager to see what lie in wait in their future. This place certainly seemed promising… as long as they stayed a bit away from this ruin of a city, that was.
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