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Cielo ([info]cloudlesssky) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
"There were gods and things like that in the Junkyard, too. Not too many of them but there were a few. I was sort of expecting that there'd be more like me in this place but I guess I was kinda confused about everything." Cielo found himself feeling more at ease by the simple fact that she hadn't reacted badly to his reveal that he was something other than human. In a strange sort of way, it made him feel a bit more at home to know that there were other supernatural beings wandering around. "This place does seem pretty free of weird supernatural things but thanks for the welcome. It's really good to meet someone like you here."

He did fall into pace naturally at her side and he kept an easy pace at her side. He fell silent for a long moment as he simply took in the new sights of the town. A few of the places he had already placed and classified in his mind but a few of them were still quite new and he silently wondered if his curiosity would ever be undone. Still, there was something a bit nice in the expected act of taking night patrol just as there was something nice in meeting another supernatural being - even if he still wasn't sure how being dead and walking around worked.

"I dunno. It was just called the Junkyard," Cielo shrugged slightly and moved to cross his arms over his chest. "It didn't really smell though and there wasn't much trash; it was just all the tribes fighting each other and rain day after day."


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