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Cydata was out for a walk, the blue blood not noticing the bow on the back of her head falling off. It was rather chilly out and she had bandages on her face, to cover up her less-obvious cuts and scratches. She wasn in the city, walking past multiple shops and just lazying around.
"Wow, everybody sure seems, uh, kinda... tired,, today.. Wonder why."
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decided on lunarDisease as her trollian tag. :>
ehehe i love that tag
It was a cold day. A cold day that, as much as it pained her to admit, caused Cy to shiver. And considering she thought that taking some drawing class would be fun- it was, don't get her wrong, but you were supposed to have a small group in the class to work on this one project with, and lets say she disliked the others there, platonically. Long story short, she was in a city with no transport back to her hive, which was basically on the edge of the district.
And, it was cold, to boot. Lifting one clawed hand to her face, absentmindedly tugging at one of the bandages she had on the scratches on her face, Cy wondered if there was a clothing store nearby. As much as she loved her simplistic look- sweater, long skort, shoes, a bow- it wasnt the warmest of outfits.
Honestly, she just wanted a jacket. Only problem was, the last shop hadn't had her blood color, something about being sold out.
Pausing outside a less-corporate looking store, she absentmindedly wondered if they would even have a jacket that both fit her and had her color. Making up her mind to at least give it a shot, she mentally noted that if this shop didn't have one, she'd just freeze until she got home.
Opening the door, Cydata paused just inside, trying not to look too lost but also confused as to where the jackets would be- or if they even had jackets in stock.
