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discedo_logs2008-09-24 07:44 am
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Who: Yazoo, Shinji, and possibly Kadaj?
Where: Marshall Street..wreckage, aka Shinji and Kadaj's home.
When: Early evening.
Rating: ..lets start it at PG-13.
Summary: Shinji suggests Yazoo should visit, so that's just what he does.
the log:
Yazoo never took the same route twice if he didn't have to. He preferred to stick to the shadows, keep out of sight until it was necessary to reveal himself. This time, he made his way to Marshall Street by rooftop, careful of his step and avoiding those buildings that didn't look like they could support him after the earthquake. When his brother's familiar hang-out spot - Yazoo still refused to call it home - came into view, he paused, and then approached the edge of the roof and hopped down with a cat-like grace, landing in a low crouch with his hand pressed to the ground.
Slowly, Yazoo rose and dusted his gloved hand off against his thigh, tipping his head so that his silver hair shifted out of his eyes. He took a moment to just watch the area, looking for either Shinji or his brother.
Sensing no movement, he decided he would wait, taking a step back into the shadow of the building.
Where: Marshall Street..wreckage, aka Shinji and Kadaj's home.
When: Early evening.
Rating: ..lets start it at PG-13.
Summary: Shinji suggests Yazoo should visit, so that's just what he does.
the log:
Yazoo never took the same route twice if he didn't have to. He preferred to stick to the shadows, keep out of sight until it was necessary to reveal himself. This time, he made his way to Marshall Street by rooftop, careful of his step and avoiding those buildings that didn't look like they could support him after the earthquake. When his brother's familiar hang-out spot - Yazoo still refused to call it home - came into view, he paused, and then approached the edge of the roof and hopped down with a cat-like grace, landing in a low crouch with his hand pressed to the ground.
Slowly, Yazoo rose and dusted his gloved hand off against his thigh, tipping his head so that his silver hair shifted out of his eyes. He took a moment to just watch the area, looking for either Shinji or his brother.
Sensing no movement, he decided he would wait, taking a step back into the shadow of the building.