Who: Rorschach and Laurie Where: Out and abouts Mundus When: Early morning Oct. 16th Why: They're bound to run into each other eventually. Rating: TBA
The predawn light crept over the horizon, casting long shadows down the quaint streets. It was quiet, most of the town was still caught up in the silence of dreams. Many sane people were sleeping, unlike Rorschach. The vigilante found this to be the perfect time to scope out his new environment. Worn boots scuffled against the concrete as he meandered up sidewalks, peeked down alleys and made note of important locations. Eventually he came to a stop on a street corner, hands shoved into his pockets to withdraw his writing utensil and journal. He jotted a few notes down, mostly street names and possible points of interest...the area was completely different than what he was accustomed to, and he thought it best to make something of a make-shift map. Over time, he'd likely have each little detail memorized...but he certainly didn't fancy the idea of staying around long enough for that to become necessary.
After a couple moments of scrawling words across a few pages, he shut the note pad and dropped it as well as the pen back into his trench's pockets. His gloved hands were soon to follow, nestled snugly into the dark depths.
One last glance was taken of that particular street corner before he started to walk again, hands idly clenched into fists as he moved.