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.]

Threaded | Flat

"Huh? What? Me?" Sam asked, spinning around in a circle to look behind him to see if the very pretty girl was talking to someone else. If she was she was talking to someone that Sam couldn't see. And he wasn't completely willing to discount that she was talking to someone else because... he was the guy with a robot car so he couldn't really judge. Much. He couldn't judge much because he still judged a tiny bit.

But he also judged because she was really, really attractive so he automatically judged her as awesome. Because... because that's just how he was.

"I, uh. I don't think so? I mean maybe. Maybe you could if I needed help? But I don't. Need help. But maybe you could if I did."

Cooper had been getting to know the city where the Bureau had assigned him, himself, taking a walk through the park with a cup of coffee from a nearby cafe. He'd been walking for quite a while, though: which was how he'd come to be standing near her.

"May I share your bench for a moment? I just need to sit for a little while."

Someone was in town. It happened often enough to be no big deal: angels descending to deliver visions or minor miracles. Errands, basically. Zed had been down here long enough to realize they weren't concerned with him. So long as he kept his head down and didn't interfere with their business, he was worth less notice than an insect.

But he always knew when they were around. There'd be a tingling at the back of his neck, sometimes an ache in the scars around his shoulder blades. At least it never lasted long.

Except when it did. This one was hanging around, and it had been going for long enough to put Zed on edge. What in God's name - literally - was it up to?

He didn't know her until he saw her. When he did, he knew right away. And he still wasn't prepared for the moment she looked up at him and spoke. Could she tell he was fallen, or would he appear to be just an ordinary human to her? On the outside, he looked like a young punk: half-worn-out shoes, skinny jeans, and a long, loose coat.

She'd asked him a question. Zed said the first thing that popped into his head.

"Spare fifty cents for the bus?"

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