| We all fall down... |
[Jan. 22nd, 2012|10:35 pm] |
It was a fairly nice day in the Nexus. The weather was mild, for winter, and there was plenty of hustle and bustle around as people went about their daily lives. The ever obtrusive sign remained, flashing obnoxiously, when a portal close to it opened. For a moment, it looked like it was snowing in that area, and nothing more, when something fell out of it. Landing with a whump, the body of a young woman lies amongst the pile of, upon closer inspection appears to be, ash. There are no visible wounds on the body, save a large burn scar over her right eye, which, while clearly was painful, has healed. Anyone with a nose can smell the stench of burned bodies on her. |
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