Jul 1, 2016
❝ are you lost or something? ❞
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❝ are you lost or something? ❞
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“I’ve been here for less than a day, unpacked only half of my bag and I already have three things missing. Is there a lost and found around here?”
❝ yeah, this seems like a great idea, ❞ the sword is in her hand & the dummy stands still in front of her. she’s frowning at the weapon, & how obsolete it seems in comparison to modern mortal weapons.
“Why is it hard to find someone who wants to see an art exhibition with me? If I said party instead of exhibition I bet people would’ve said yes in a heartbeat. Come on guys, a little intellect wouldn’t hurt anybody.”
Eva groaned with the weight of her bags as she attempted to move the heaviest into a more comfortable position on her shoulder. She really hadn’t thought through putting all of her heaviest things into her over the shoulder bag. Noticing someone not too far away from her and lifted a hand in an attempt to flag them down.
“Hey! You don’t look busy. Come help me with my bags, would you?”
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“I know it looks bad, but it’s fine. My wounds are my favourite parts about me, I’d have nothing to talk about without stories of my battle scars,” she chuckled, partially kidding.
“there’s probably... at least ten things in this tiny suitcase i don’t need. like the teddy bear, hair chalk, a snowglobe, my trusty lockpick. i ‘unno. i don’t see myself using much of this stuff.”
she scrunched her nose. holding up the snowglobe and examining it, she added, “it’s all just little stuff n’ trinkets from home i really... don’t have much r e a s o n to carry. you want anything? it’s all up for grabs, except, y’know, the 3DS and the teddy bear.”
❝ i'm pretty sure i'm supposed to be in central park... ❞ she eyes her surroundings with suspicion. it certainly doesn't look the same the last time she's seen it. ❝ pretty sure this isn't it... ❞