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rekindleme2014-10-10 11:30 pm
earthshards) wrote in rekindleme2014-10-10 11:30 pm
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Who: AU Terra, whoever bumps into him, and some NPCs
Where: District One streets
When: Late evening hours, Backdated to October 1st
Summary: A keyblade wielder patrols the housing district, looking for people he shouldn't be looking for
Warnings: Assassins may arrive? A keyderp being a keyderp?
[ Waiting a few days before going searching for the two escaped prisoners had its pros and cons. The time would let him gather some supplies and try to plan an escape route if things went badly.
On the other hand, a few extra days gave the two escapees time to move further towards that closed district. Ground covered by them was ground lost by him while he prepared.
Once night fell on the first of October, Terra decided he couldn't afford to wait any longer. Not only were the two making more progress, but the lack of contact on his own end was becoming more and more difficult to ignore.
Search, recover, extract. He just hoped that the two escapees wouldn't attack on sight. ]
Where: District One streets
When: Late evening hours, Backdated to October 1st
Summary: A keyblade wielder patrols the housing district, looking for people he shouldn't be looking for
Warnings: Assassins may arrive? A keyderp being a keyderp?
[ Waiting a few days before going searching for the two escaped prisoners had its pros and cons. The time would let him gather some supplies and try to plan an escape route if things went badly.
On the other hand, a few extra days gave the two escapees time to move further towards that closed district. Ground covered by them was ground lost by him while he prepared.
Once night fell on the first of October, Terra decided he couldn't afford to wait any longer. Not only were the two making more progress, but the lack of contact on his own end was becoming more and more difficult to ignore.
Search, recover, extract. He just hoped that the two escapees wouldn't attack on sight. ]
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[She backs her drone out into the streets and hovers in an alleyway to determine where they're headed next, and looks up at the rooftops to find Bucky's heat signature...
...except it's not there.]
Drek, where'd James get to? I don't see him up there.