09-16-2015, 08:17 PM
(09-16-2015, 07:37 PM)OdinYggd Wrote:*meanwhile his unused crystal lay at Wurg's doorstep, glowing bright under some trash*(09-16-2015, 07:26 PM)Umbra Wrote: "They're not mine... You're not the only one who doesn't like them, though. Someone's been taking them down and piling them up. I've got some good metal and wiring from them, at least." Umbra gladly accepts the sweetroll- a pleasant treat from his past. He takes a bite out of it. "Mm... Thanks. I love these things."
"I make them all the time. Marxon would come over whenever he smelled me making some."
She smiled a little, then looked away.
"Losing him like that... I still feel bad about it. Sometimes it just has to happen though. Hopefully he found peace, wherever he ended up after departing this world."
*meanwhile many of the street lights are starting to flicker and die, and there is one camera on top of the pile with a cracked lens, but is the only one not smashed to bits, maybe theres something useful on it*