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re_alignment_logs2012-10-29 12:48 pm
littlecrowgirl) wrote in re_alignment_logs2012-10-29 12:48 pm
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Lost Little Crow [CLOSED]
WHO: Kay and Cliffjumper (Prime)
[It'd been a few days since Kagerou left, and only a few moments ago had she received word that Overlord had been taken care of. However, it was at the cost of a few of the citizens here, one of them being Kagerou. She'd made a promise to stay there and wait until he came back, a promise she wasn't intending to break. Unfortunately, there was a distinct lack of food and water up there, and eventually she'd have to come down.
Not that she cared. She was too scared to move. Even if Overlord was locked up as Perceptor had said, nightmares of him still got her worked up. He'd spoken to her, and it terrified her to the bone. The moment he spoke she could feel that he was more dangerous than anyone she'd met, and wish she'd never seen that video. Maybe it would have been better.
But there she sat, in the beanbag chair on top of the Police Quarters. Who would even find her up here? It's not like she could climb down, and it was so out of the way.]
WHERE: Kagerou's nest, Police Headquarters, then eventually her room.
WHEN: After Perceptor's post on the network
WHAT: Getting a bird down from a tree Kay needs to get down from there
WARNINGS: Sadness
[It'd been a few days since Kagerou left, and only a few moments ago had she received word that Overlord had been taken care of. However, it was at the cost of a few of the citizens here, one of them being Kagerou. She'd made a promise to stay there and wait until he came back, a promise she wasn't intending to break. Unfortunately, there was a distinct lack of food and water up there, and eventually she'd have to come down.
Not that she cared. She was too scared to move. Even if Overlord was locked up as Perceptor had said, nightmares of him still got her worked up. He'd spoken to her, and it terrified her to the bone. The moment he spoke she could feel that he was more dangerous than anyone she'd met, and wish she'd never seen that video. Maybe it would have been better.
But there she sat, in the beanbag chair on top of the Police Quarters. Who would even find her up here? It's not like she could climb down, and it was so out of the way.]