voice & action, 35th metal

[godsays]

[ voice ]

There are... a lot of people.

[ Zane sounds tense; this is his request for help. How does one navigate crowds like this, which he's never seen before, except in situations of violence? How does he take this? ]

[ action ]

[ He tends to lurk and watch, too hesitant to participate. At least someone's made him dress the part; he carries himself enough like a nobleman, still, that waistcoat and trousers look natural on him. He is a young, well-off man, in appearance; just, quiet, and more likely to watch than participate. ]

Comments

[surrenders]

How far away?

[godsays]

I don't know.

[surrenders]

Grew up here. I can get you pretty far.

Unless you got a friend...?

[godsays]

I've got you, don't I?

[surrenders]

[She sighs, hoping he'll just disregard it.] Tell me what you see, I'll get you out of there. Somewhere quiet.

[godsays]

[ He describes what's before him, describes where on the map. ]

[surrenders]

[it doesn't take long to find him, and when she's there, she's careful not too look too friendly. Anywhere else they've been, she'd immediately take his hand, but is well aware of how it would look. Getting him out of here quickly requires neither of them being really noticed. Instead, she catches his eye and smiles, a tilt of her head in the right direction: out of the park, even past the lake. The further north she goes, the less likely she is to meet someone who could change her past.]

Dangerous out there.

[godsays]

[ He follows her - both her path and he cue, to stay distant. ]

Chaotic.