𝖗𝖔𝖙 𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉.

bodies piled into the song laced hall, seeing this many people illuminated by the delicate string lights. joyous for the occasion, mulling around with this ease that evelyn couldn't quite find in herself. usually when she saw this many bodies all in one place they were in piles, left out in the harsh sun, forgotten as the overgrowth began to shroud them. she tried not to envision her sister out there, lost to time beneath one of these graveyard piles. just as she tried not to think about flames lapping at her ankles, engulfing the building around her- crumbling to ashes by the time she awoke again. evelyn had to believe all this time that she was out there still, whispering to god out in the open night air, hands clutched together every day- please god, let her be safe.

their last song was one of the only where rhi actualy sung. their harmonising voices had filled the hall and everyone else had grown silent to listen to them. it still felt like she was a little kid again. somewhere deep inside her, she was singing up on stage with her sister. that part of her ached. once sunbleach had finished the song, she and the rest of the band stepped off the stage to let northsiders clean up the stage for some announcement or something. for a moment, her sisters voice echoed in the distance among the chatter. all the other voices drowned it out but, she didn't just hear it... she felt it. evelyn.

thank god their 'backstage area' was right next to the backdoors to the hallway. her head was starting to spin from all the people, the noise, the feeling of her heart pounding in her chest. the woman reached for her pocket, hoping to find relief in the rare cigarette she had in her possession. that was until she heard her again. she made it to the door just as her not-so-dead sister started to pull her back in.

event 001.

where : northside , outside of old city hall building.

✮⋆˙ of course leave it to northside to be the number one territory that seems to always have new eden kept glued. don’t get her wrong though, chakki isn’t opposed to the idea of a city-wide gathering in celebration of the fifteen years of this place still standing, at all. for as long as she's arrived at new eden, the northside has been her home. a home that she loves dearly, but also has gradually grown slight tired of. no one would knows, but lately she has been planning an escape from this, and not just going off to another territory but like possibly leaving new eden as a whole and search for what could— and is for sure beyond these walls.

chakki is a great time and so she’s really hoping that with this celebration— she can really be there to celebrate and there won’t be any mess that she has to add onto an incident report as her role as the records keeper.

when preparing to head the old city hall, just like any other place she's heading, whether it be small distance or large, chakki has brought her bike with her. when she reaches outside of the city hall building dressed in her long flowing maxi skirt and combat boots with her bike, she finally takes off her helmet, the silver rings on her fingers audibly cling against the helmet while she does, all while she feels a presence behind her at the same time.

chakki doesn't hesitate to turn and smile at the person behind her, ❝ waiting on me for us to go in there together? ❞ she places her helmet away then glances back at the person, but she pauses and makes a face following a deep dramatic sigh while she leans against her bike with crossed arms and glances back at the person again to gain their attention.