amberdrake: 2nd book's cover art of Drake (there’s hope in the darkness)
Amberdrake k'Leshya ([personal profile] amberdrake) wrote in [community profile] genessia2016-07-02 08:57 am

[ Open | Action ] now, did you read the news today? they say the danger’s gone away

Attleton:

Amberdrake's office is here, listed both as a therapist's office and as a medical clinic.

Genessia City:

The kestra'chern doesn't just work out of his office, he does visit other cities to work as well. He's taking a break at the moment, seated on a bench in a park. Colorful birds flutter and hop over things in his vicinity, chattering away with each other.

Nova City:

Drake is not pleased to be in Nova City, but he's there on a house call. Characters can run into him on his way away from said house call:

xxxxxTaking the stairs down inside a posh skyscraper.

xxxxxEmerging from the building with obvious relief.

xxxxxWalking briskly for the archway back to sanity.

He looks out of place in his colorful garb with beads and feathers.
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[personal profile] toaster_puppy 2016-07-05 12:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm glad as well," Genos replied with a sharp nod. Any other meanings that sentence might have had went completely over his head. "We are adjusting better than I expected, my teacher even better than I. Compared to some things we've faced, this doesn't seem so odd."
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[personal profile] toaster_puppy 2016-07-05 12:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"A massive spaceship appearing in seconds and destroying the city around the hero association HQ in even less time comes to mind." That was more shocking than odd but it counted. "Or maybe the variety and odd creation of mysterious beings on our world. Things that are new and surprising, and usually not good, happen on a regular basis."

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[personal profile] toaster_puppy 2016-07-05 01:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Genos could feel the pressure just fine even if the metal plates themselves didn't have much sensation to them. It was odd for someone to treat the metal like it was flesh. Not bad, but different. Hrm.

"Yes. I will speak with you later then." Now they were well away from any topic related to Saitama, he was more abrupt. He saw no point in lingering so headed off with his groceries.