09-18-2008, 08:57 PM
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 This is for anyone, but it would be super awesome if Anselm ran into Poe or Savina, since we've never had any follow-up threads. :x  (!@#$%)Sometimes subconscious desires are best left as just that. He could make up excuses all day for why he'd come here: he wanted to find some more tools, he wanted to find some books on medicine, he wanted to practise his carpentry. Ultimately, though, those things were merely afterthoughts. Still, he thought it ridiculous of himself that he was coming here on the off chance that he might meet a woman--maybe two in particular. He'd told Savina he'd be around the city if she ever wanted to look for him, and yet he'd spent relatively little time here. He hadn't seen Poe since the day they met, and as time puttered along he was becoming less and less convinced that the whole thing ever even happened. His mystery faerie had vanished into thin air! (!@#$%)Half-shifted, he'd have a hard time telling anybody that he was here to look at human things. Then again, he reminded himself, it wasn't as if he needed to justify his presence to random passerby's. There was a distant look to him even though he was keenly aware of everything going on around him. He avoided all of the broken glass and debris while staring up at the looming concrete buildings; he heard every mouse or rat that dared to move even though he mostly heard the sound of his own heartbeat and breathing. All of a sudden, he reached an intersection. In the very centre of where Atlantic Street and Tower Road met, he dropped to his haunches and sat, simply staring at what was around him. To the right was an abandoned university, but he glanced away. Was there a single living soul out here?  |