You... have been waiting for a little bit, already. It is not something that you would usually mind, really, if it were not for the fact that being out of the Wilds and near the public transportalizer makes you feel... Observed. Sure, there are not a lot of people around, but even just the odd troll walking by is enough to put you on high alert, and every time the pad flashes with light, you cannot help it but to look over, expecting to see the familiar limeblooded troll you invited over.
In fact, so focused your are on the fact that you are waiting for a limeblood that you almost miss Mituna’s appearance, as he is wearing a grey hoodie when he arrives. Were it not for the second glance you took as he was stepping off the pad, you wouldn’t have noticed. With a quick movement, a fast set of steps take you over to where your friend just appeared. “Mootuna! Hay there. It’s meeh.” Puns are obligatory, of course.
You yourself probably don’t quite look like anyone who knows you might have expected. A discrete black sweater, slightly bulging at the back given that it is hiding your wings but not too evidently so, and your symbol not showing on the front like it usually would on a shirt. Of course, this is because you do not want anyone to even have a chance at recognizing you. You have always been uncomfortable around society, but ever since you learned about the rumours of you being the one kidnapping people, you want to take absolutely no chances.
“This way” you indicate, turning to face a small alleyway that leads away from the city, on the other side of the transportalizer, with the Wilds as the backdrop behind a few odd buildings. “It’s only a cowple of minutes away, flying. Or a few more, on foot.” You do really wish you could just fly over, but both of you are kind of runaways form the Empire or Society in one way or another, so you’ll have to put safety first.
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