Post by ZOMG! Onyx on Jun 25, 2008 14:25:35 GMT -5
Dank and depressing are the simplest ways to describe a rainy day in the eyes of an outcast. It was the first day off work in weeks, and it was to be spent being tortured endlessly to see a sunny sky. The poor Arcanine morph was drenched by this point, because she refused to be indoors. Being trapped for near endless days working indoors did that to her, and even if it was pooring down hail and gusting obnoxiously, she still would've been outside, just for that little feel of freedom.
With her ears and tail drooping sadly, she wandered the streets of the calmer side of town. It was especially abandoned looking today because of the rain, but she didn't mind it. The less human contact, the better her day would be. Especially since she'd been seeing a lot of the guards wandering around in the neighborhood as of late. She figured well enough that someone had hinted off about the mini revolt that was attempting to form, and they were trying to track it down before it happened. And knowing that much, she steered clear of running into any of them. Especially when a lot of the older recruits knew her fairly well.
"Work is not going to be fun tomorrow..."
Work was never fun when everything was wet and humid. It was actually more so torture then work, and that was saying something. Everyone would be constantly complaining and then they'd all get in trouble for not working like they should be. And there'd be hell to pay if she got in trouble, for both her and the people that got her in trouble.
A small murmur of conversation was heard from ahead of her, and it was getting slowly more audible. Seiren didn't even bother to look up and see who it was, just because she didn't want to have to talk to them if she knew them. So, as a result, she casually curved her walk so that she'd simply be able to go around them without crashing into them or making a big scene of getting out of the way.
With her ears and tail drooping sadly, she wandered the streets of the calmer side of town. It was especially abandoned looking today because of the rain, but she didn't mind it. The less human contact, the better her day would be. Especially since she'd been seeing a lot of the guards wandering around in the neighborhood as of late. She figured well enough that someone had hinted off about the mini revolt that was attempting to form, and they were trying to track it down before it happened. And knowing that much, she steered clear of running into any of them. Especially when a lot of the older recruits knew her fairly well.
"Work is not going to be fun tomorrow..."
Work was never fun when everything was wet and humid. It was actually more so torture then work, and that was saying something. Everyone would be constantly complaining and then they'd all get in trouble for not working like they should be. And there'd be hell to pay if she got in trouble, for both her and the people that got her in trouble.
A small murmur of conversation was heard from ahead of her, and it was getting slowly more audible. Seiren didn't even bother to look up and see who it was, just because she didn't want to have to talk to them if she knew them. So, as a result, she casually curved her walk so that she'd simply be able to go around them without crashing into them or making a big scene of getting out of the way.