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Lucia had once again found herself back in the city, though she made a point to avoid the small portions of the concrete jungle that she'd wandered through before. She was enjoying the silence of the day, and the thought of possibly spoiling it by running into one of the souls she had already met on these decaying streets threatened to foul her somewhat good mood. Of course, with the size of the city and the surrounding wilderness of Nova Scotia, the Marino girl knew it was rather unlikely that she would bump into the same people in the same tired city locales.
She simply wanted to surround herself with something new--different sights, different sounds, different places with no memories attached. That wasn't the only thing on her agenda, however. The sandy-furred girl was here on a bit of a scavenger hunt. Ever since she had bumped into the quiet stranger with the guitar just outside of Valley territory, her thoughts would often drift to the melodic sounds the instrument produced and she would be filled with a sudden longing to hear more. Days before, she had finally decided that to achieve this, she would just have to get her hands on one of her own. What better place to search for one of the instruments but inside this gigantic remnant of human society?
She drifted through a lonely city street, her summery dress swishing against her calves as she moved. Jade eyes studied the cracked streets, the desolate buildings, and the slow creep of the greenery trying to overtake the concrete. She was determined to track down a guitar for herself around here. The only problem was she had no idea where to look, and was left wandering aimlessly through the streets, as if one would just pop out of nowhere for her.