Further Intrigues Sept 22, 2021 14:05:46 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2021 14:05:46 GMT -5
Oh, how wonderfully things were proceeding according to plan. Well, as swimmingly as one could hope them to do so under such circumstances. The city folk were a stubborn bunch, so oft to judge upon appearances rather than the word or action of any single person, or rather what might be defined as a person. It had taken some careful string pulling with the right suits involved, but sure enough things were slowly being put into motion. Downtown was abuzz with the news that had been broken, lively with the chatter of a growing crowd, the shutters of cameras and clicks of pens everywhere. Though all was silent in this other part of town, the only breath given by the sighing wind through a lonely alley, before the empty loading bays of a sealed warehouse. The concrete and steel, placid, the very air about this place, lifeless.
It was one of the very reasons they had chosen this location.
So, she came. The roads leading to the place were hopelessly obstructed, it was of little matter. She stayed the night before at the closest inn, and spent her time ambling through the local bar, weaving in questions about the aforementioned warehouses alongside quips, flirtations, and jests that served to amuse her alone. She learned that this place in particular, had been overtaken in a strange light one evening, then put under lock and key by enigmatic figures in outfits designed to shield their identities.
How curious indeed.
A judge of the outside all but confirmed the rumors, this place had been sealed tight. Whatever use it might serve in the absence of its former owners, one could only speculate. Celeste yawned, stretching her arms over her head. She had only half finished when she paused. A new sound had overtaken the gibbering bustle of city haze on the distance. Were those boots by chance?
It certainly seemed so, though she couldn’t be certain from so far away. Regardless, it was by no means anything to bat a worrying eye over, and so Celeste rose to her feet, smirking. It seemed a cure for her boredom had fallen into her hands.
”What a shame it would be to waste it.” Celeste chuckled beneath her breath before setting her eye on the distant sounds of commotion. In moments, she’d descend from her perch atop the adjacent structure, touching down into this emptied truck space with a grace that defied reason.PL: 10,000 | Antisense: Active