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genessia2018-04-04 09:59 pm
heartsrestinpeace) wrote in genessia2018-04-04 09:59 pm
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[Mira had discovered something fun about these events. Whenever people went crazy and killed a bunch of innocents, no one seemed to care. If anything people seem quick to forgive the killer and reassure them that it wasn't their fault, and life goes on.]
[Well. In a sense.]
[So if she wanted to cut loose and indulge in some of her old habits, all she has to do is wait for chaos to erupt. It's a better alibi than she could ever dream of having.]
[Even so, she's careful about it. It's something she's been doing for years, after all, no need to get sloppy just because this place makes it so easy to get carried away. For now, she's content to relax at the park in Nova City, holding an umbrella in her manicured hand as she watches the space ducks paddle around in the synthetic pond. Mira tosses out cubes of stale bread, which the ducks greedily gulp down before looking expectantly at their benefactor. She supposes they're rather cute.]
[Just then, a strong gust of wind pushes at the umbrella. Mira tightens her grip, fumbling with the bread loaf and digging her heels into the astro turf, but it caught her with her guard down. Up goes the umbrella with one gallant swoop, before plummeting into the pond. Mira's brow furrows.]
Damn.
[The rain is starting to spatter onto her hair and coat as she paces by the riverbank, trying to find a good vantage point to rescue her stolen umbrella as it floats upside down on the water. The ducks quack plaintively for more bread, but she's forgotten about them for the time being.]
[Well. In a sense.]
[So if she wanted to cut loose and indulge in some of her old habits, all she has to do is wait for chaos to erupt. It's a better alibi than she could ever dream of having.]
[Even so, she's careful about it. It's something she's been doing for years, after all, no need to get sloppy just because this place makes it so easy to get carried away. For now, she's content to relax at the park in Nova City, holding an umbrella in her manicured hand as she watches the space ducks paddle around in the synthetic pond. Mira tosses out cubes of stale bread, which the ducks greedily gulp down before looking expectantly at their benefactor. She supposes they're rather cute.]
[Just then, a strong gust of wind pushes at the umbrella. Mira tightens her grip, fumbling with the bread loaf and digging her heels into the astro turf, but it caught her with her guard down. Up goes the umbrella with one gallant swoop, before plummeting into the pond. Mira's brow furrows.]
Damn.
[The rain is starting to spatter onto her hair and coat as she paces by the riverbank, trying to find a good vantage point to rescue her stolen umbrella as it floats upside down on the water. The ducks quack plaintively for more bread, but she's forgotten about them for the time being.]