monologue: icons by <user name="manual"> are commissioned, please dnt w/o asking. (xii.)
juno "disastrous dame" steel. ([personal profile] monologue) wrote in [community profile] xistentiaooc 2017-11-06 05:44 pm (UTC)

[ vague meta brackets are great. brb living in them now.

juno doesn't waste too much time finding her location, dahliad makes it pretty easy to pinpoint (guess she's useful after all... she's never not been useful but all those fucking feathers are a hassle). anyways, juno makes him way towards the city center, the place looking a little torn up still from the fight, but not as bad as it could be. in fact, people seem to be settling back into routine pretty well.

he checks the location one last time before looking up and spying lana over by some weird-looking art installation that most people would call a bench. dahliad is the first to move forward, wings spread briefly to help her hop up onto the bench (why she's a white peacock and not a peahen is anyone's guess.)

Juno follows, but doesn't sit. ]


Hey, uh, Milesd or whatever your real name is?

[ she's a kid wow. what a mouth. then again, his wasn't any different back in old town. ]

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