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BZZZZT!!

[And Anemone drops her gear, wincing and hissing at the sudden shock. She shakes out her hand, then turns to glare at the gear.]

Couldn't you wait ten minutes? So impatient.

[She's outside. From the scenery behind her, she's still in Discedo, in the little shopping area. The buildings around her look pretty worse for wear, having just dealt with the acidic rainfall. A few of the old shops are barely hanging on. She doesn't reach for her communicator just yet, frowning up at the bar's roof.]

How we survived that, I'll never know...

[But of course, Anemone's a trooper... even if she was crazy enough to stay behind. Her clothing's a bit different as well. She's traded her cute dresses and a long-sleeved yellow shirt and baggy brown shorts. A small red bow's been safety-pinned to the side of the outfit. And then boots. Black boots, probably from the winter... they'd come in handy now. She even pulled her hair back in a ponytail.

She picks up her communicator and begins to trudge forward, keeping the camera on her face for a moment.
]

It's... it's pretty empty out here. Most of you guys left, right? Well... if there's anywhere you want me to check out, I'm roaming the city today. Just don't get your hopes up. I think everywhere's standing, but... probably not for long.

[She turns her communicator around. Walking closer to the apartments and the hospital, she stops and just pans over the view. Half-rotted monster corpses, buildings wet and cracked, what's left of pavement cracked or melted in... the dirt doesn't even look normal. Anemone lets the scene hover before just stopping the transmission.]

Date: 2011-07-21 11:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prodigal-axe.livejournal.com
Tch... don't put words in my mouth!

[Alright, so he'll walk a little faster. He doesn't want her to get eaten by monsters, even if she is being bitchy.]

Look, that time you were talkin' about... that doesn't matter. Don't even worry about it.

[Except he sounds annoyed not reassuring. Fail.]

Date: 2011-07-22 12:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prodigal-axe.livejournal.com
... I guess there's no point in sayin' anything else.

[And he's still following her. Though he's getting slightly winded from their pace...it's all those damn cigarettes. Which he is starting to run out of.]

Date: 2011-07-22 04:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prodigal-axe.livejournal.com
[Shinjiro slows down a bit too--relieved to do so, though hell if he's going to say that.

...and he actually takes more than a cursory look around. No monsters as of yet, but this place looks terrible. It might as well be whenever he first got here.]

Date: 2011-07-26 11:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prodigal-axe.livejournal.com
No shit...

[He's frowning though. They're lucky to be much better off than these corpses. Then again, they've got skills enough to survive in this place. They've been here long enough.

Still, he asks, sounding offhand worried.]


Haven't been feeling sick or anything, right?

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