endingtime: (the rings)
[personal profile] endingtime
She shouldn't feel bad about it, but she did anyway. She was a member of Department 0, so she assumed she could be trusted with things, but her superior hadn't let her see the body. Normally Mayu would be glad about it—it wasn't like she wants to see a dead body—but she hadn't even been allowed to check if the injuries were magically-induced. It wouldn't even take that long, and she'd only see the body for a second. On top of that, she'd been sent away without being given anything to do, leaving Mayu to walk dejectedly back to the police station, clutching her phone just in case someone from the department changed their mind.

She'd been with the department for months already... it was time for something to change. It isn't like she's asking for heavy assignments or anything, but lately, she hadn't done very much that was useful. She had to prove herself....

That was what she was thinking when suddenly, a gigantic billboard fell down in front of her. "Huh? Wha—?"
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[She'd outpaced her contingent when she'd run after the red-and-yellow monsters who'd been terrorizing this part of town. Not only had the monsters been attacking people, but they'd been stealing people's juice. How monstrous.]

[She's surrounded now, though.]

I won't be defeated easily....
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Skyfire was one frustrated dragon at the moment. He was trying to reach and dig out a plant that was half under a live tree without destroying said tree, and failing miserably. He couldn't get too close without tangling his horns in the branches and his paws were too big to get at the plant without ruining it.

"Oh come on..." He let out a huff as he dropped the spade that he'd spent days making to give him a longer reach and an easier to use handle. It wasn't made for the angle he needed and he felt rather frustrated with himself. This was only his second plant of the day, and he had more to gather.

He made quite the interesting sight to be sure... A 30 foot long, white and red dragon with wings... trying to get under a tree to get a tiny, foot tall plant without smashing it or ruining it's roots for replanting...  Not something most people see every day.
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The machine is puzzled. It's an odd emotion, but no stranger than the others he has felt over the past few days. Why is he still here? He was lowered into molten metal and went offline. That should have been the end of it. Should have, but was not. Now he is here, wherever "here" might be.

What is his purpose now? His mission has been fulfilled. John is safe. So the tall robot stands there with an unnatural stillness about him, staring out as the people pass on by. His face wears a small expression of befuddlement.
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( kagura is hurrying along, trying to hurry along, going as fast as one can go while trying to put papers and a notebook in a bag while navigating down a busy street and trying to not run into anyone and wearing wedges on top of all that, when something slips and —

yes, there it all goes, a sheaf of lined paper, several handouts, pens, and a thin textbook labelled EARLY CHILDCARE & DEVELOPMENT, scattering in the middle of the sidewalk. )
Ooh — crap! ( she falls to her knees, mindful of her short dress, and begins trying to gather it all before it scatters or is stepped on. )
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[personal profile] larue
[ London, 2063.

The fog is thick tonight. It paints the world a particular shade of gray that blends streets and buildings together, so much that the glow of the street lamps seem to come from nowhere and everywhere at once.

A curious thing that you see though, is the sight of a young man in his mid-twenties, dressed in a deep crimson suit as he comes to a stop at one corner. There's a distinct click as he lights up a cigarette, the same hand that stows the gunmetal Zippo back in his pocket fishing out a phone that he brings to his ear. ]


All quiet on my end.
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