unknownmoirai | Closed 🌺 Exploration [Voice Testing]

She didn't know what to make of this place. The world was paved and bordered with cement while tall buildings set in the skyline. She's been traveling for awhile now but each new city and each new town surprised her. This one was no different. She paused by the park, watching as the children played and smiled. The world was a mixture of dark and light, with buildings blotting out the sun but laughter filling the sweet crisp air. It was a balance that she couldn't disrupt nor did she attempt to try.

There was something here, hidden beneath the city... a story that had to be told and she was searching for it.

It was a tiring walk and she didn't have money for a hotel. She found a seat on a park bench, watching as people past and sirens echoed through the city. A fountain bubbled and curled in front of her while a man with a violin began to play. She didn't have the money she needed but she pulled out a dollar and set it in the violinist's case before retaking her seat on the bench.

Her long hair was tied in two pigtails while a warm jacket covered her shoulders. She didn't need the jacket but there was something comforting in the weight of the material against her skin. A shadow fell over her and her chin lifted. "Can I help you?"

[ooc: wild card for anywhere else in any city/town/whatever.]

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"I'm on an assignment, for the fine people I work for. Looking for something, too, as a matter of fact." A missing boy, to be exact. He'd disappeared a few states away, but evidence had started to point across state lines, which meant it was time for the FBI to get involved. And the clock was ticking. He had a feeling he might need a miracle or two to come out of this with the boy alive.

"Excuse me for saying so, but your eyes are absolutely striking."

"Oh." Her cheeks flushed a bright pink hue as her eyes dropped into her lap. "Thank you."

She paused for a moment before glancing back at the stranger sitting next to her. "What is it that you're looking for? Perhaps I can help?" She didn't think so but it was in her nature to ask.

"It's very kind of you to ask." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a photograph of the boy, holding it up. "This boy has been missing for the past four days, and I'm helping the police search for him. You haven't seen anyone who might have looked like him ... or a brown Chevrolet van?"

She reached forward and gently took the photo from Coopers hand. "I don't think so." Her finger runs along the edge of the picture and she's struck with a sudden over whelming feeling of loss and anger. She quickly passes the photo back and steadies her breathing.

"I'm sorry. I wish I knew." She paused and looked out at the park. Everything was tinted a bit darker. "That poor boy. I promise I will keep an eye out. Do you have a way that I can contact you if I find something?"

It's just a feeling but she didn't believe in chance, things happened for a reason, and it was very likely that her sister was involved somehow.

"Yes, I can give you my business card, and the number of the hotel where I'm staying." He reached into his breast pocket for card and pen, writing the number neatly, with care. He could hear her breathing, the effort to keep it controlled, and realized that something about the photograph had unsettled her, even though the boy's face was unfamiliar.

"... Are you alright?"

"Thank you." She took the card and stared at it until the hotel and the address was committed to her memory. She didn't have a phone and she didn't have enough money to afford a pay phone. "I want to help, if I can."

Yes, something was wrong but she couldn't blame a psychopathic link with a possible murderer.

"It's upsetting. I don't like it when children are put in harms way."

"Sometimes, I find that even caring alone can be helpful. You never know when the smallest kind act can have an effect."

He gives her a reassuring smile, and reaches out to place a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Neither do I. Innocence is one of the few great treasures of the human soul.,"

"I think so too." Her expression softens and the worry flees from her features. "I will keep this in mind. Thank you and it was nice meeting you."

She wants to do more but for right now, she has to continue on her own question... perhaps she'll run into that child or this stranger again.

"You're very welcome. I do hope we meet again, and that you find what you're looking for,:"

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