Day Seven
Who:: Pandora, Claudia & Armand What:: A Strange Meeting When:: Midnightish Where:: Carousel Rating:: TBA Status:: Incomplete
Pandora was genuinely puzzled by the change in the city. One day there were tents and renaissance era furnishings, the next there were roller coasters and amusement park rides crowding the land. It was interesting, and she didn't completely detest it, but she didn't see the need, either. She was certain that this new environment would produce some interesting encounters, however, so she planned to seek one.
She wore a simple sleeveless blouse, her ghostly pale arms near to glistening like the marble they resembled. She pulled a loose fitting pair of faded jeans over her hips as well, slipping her feet into flipflops. The cold didn't bother her and she had very little reason to even wear shoes, but she did so for convention's sake. Her long hair she left loose in thick waves.
Leaving her room, she walked through the darkness. There were fluorescent lamps the lent light to the area, but Pandora wouldn't have needed them even if there hadn't been. Her strange colored eyes picked out things even in the dark corners where the lights didn't reach. Her casual stroll took her toward the carousel where she saw a small figure. She hadn't yet seen any children and this girl was much too small to be an adult.
Pandora approached, entranced by the idea of a child in the city, but as she closed in she knew that this was no child.