04-10-2010, 03:32 PM
Lawl, this post sucks. I kept spacing out about halfway through. x_x
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Though it could have been easily correlated with the fire, her decision to leave the mansion had little to do with it. Corona found the mansion crowded despite the fact that it really didn't have that many residents at all, but the traffic was different. There were more sounds, more life, and she quickly found that she valued silence and solitude much more than before. So she had set out in light of any inclement weather for somewhere that would work. Inferni covered vast grounds, so she had little worry of not finding something to her liking.
When she had come across the run down gas station at the southern edge of the tattered road of Route 32, a light mist rolled off the ocean easy. Despite being close to midday, a thin veil of fog obscured the sun ever so slightly, adding to the desolate atmosphere of a place she had passed by before. Corona had never given it much thought, though the structure seemed decent. It was out in the literal middle of nowhere, and she decided to investigate it. What were the chances that someone had done it before her? It was without a doubt looted inside, but in the recent times, she couldn't quite say there was much to say that it was occupied, let alone visited.
So she ringed the building, eyeing it from top to bottom, before coming full circle and finding the weathered door of the old store. It stuck a little, but it opened with not a whole lot of force placed behind it, and subjected Corona to a fair coating of dust, grime, and stale air. All of which dared to prompt her to sneeze, though the feeling came and passed relatively quickly. She left the door open behind her for the sake of light, gathering that the shelves were empty and in most cases, lying on their sides. It was just as small as it looked on the outside, and she figured if it wouldn't work as a place to hole up in, maybe she could find something useful.
So she started moving things around.
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