Post by Noire Clegane on Nov 1, 2014 15:59:52 GMT
She had expected that Vaniville was about as dull as it was on the fliers, a residential town, not a shop in sight, and mostly some Kopec sympathizers hanging about. Certainly nothing out of the ordinary could come about in the town, Noire's patience would run thin eventually, but for now, she treated it like a vacation. Her instructions were simple, hang around Vaniville, a rumored Kopec base, and see if any information could be extracted. Simple enough, she could do as she liked, discretion advice and leave once she was done with her business. She had to grimace at the domesticity of the whole town, however, she had expected as much from Kopec, barely any preparations done to protect themselves as if expecting to be disregarded in the war. Noire could only wonder at that. Certainly sides would have to be chosen, those of Kopec would inevitably have to leave their neutral mindsets unless they wanted to become statistics in a war that split regions in half.
She sits among the flower beds, a sun hat to shade her from the afternoon sun as a simple white dress is all she chose to wear for this day. For a moment, surrounded by the soft chatter of uninterested talk, she can almost believe that the outside world doesn't exist, and here is peace somehow. But she knows better than believe such a fantasy, her own life hardened to prepare for the worst, there will always be fighting, and you will always have to prepare.
For today, she plays the guise of just another Kopec supporter, they've been cropping up more and more these days to her distaste, who is simply sick of city life and has come to Vaniville to enjoy some downtime. Or at least, that's what she'd been saying whenever someone around doesn't recognize her as a local. She knows they don't trust her of course, but so long as she doesn't cause a fuss they wouldn't bother her anymore than they needed to.
pearl
She sits among the flower beds, a sun hat to shade her from the afternoon sun as a simple white dress is all she chose to wear for this day. For a moment, surrounded by the soft chatter of uninterested talk, she can almost believe that the outside world doesn't exist, and here is peace somehow. But she knows better than believe such a fantasy, her own life hardened to prepare for the worst, there will always be fighting, and you will always have to prepare.
For today, she plays the guise of just another Kopec supporter, they've been cropping up more and more these days to her distaste, who is simply sick of city life and has come to Vaniville to enjoy some downtime. Or at least, that's what she'd been saying whenever someone around doesn't recognize her as a local. She knows they don't trust her of course, but so long as she doesn't cause a fuss they wouldn't bother her anymore than they needed to.
pearl
