Evey Hammond (godisintherain) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2015-01-31 23:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | aidan waite, evey hammond, zz:status complete |
Parasols (Aidan)
It seemed too good to be true. The weather was just about perfect - not a cloud in the sky, not a cold breeze, no fog or rain - perfect. The streets were clean and well-maintained. The buildings were strong and sound. The citizens were content, there were no signs of sickness in the wheels of the government, and as far as she could tell, there weren't any netvors chasing anyone around. The only things that she couldn't explain were the strangely blank people filling in most of the citizenship in the City. There was nothing offensive or disturbing about them, but they were so....
Well. Blank.
Evey'd taken up a table in a downtown cafe, one hand curled around a hot tea. She hadn't had Earl Grey tea in what felt like ages, and Evey wouldn't deny that she was savoring every second of it. But she was also watching the people around her. They didn't seem to be paying her any attention at all, which was strange in itself, given that the City had paid her quite a bit of attention. The apartment - #1406 - just on the other side of the hall from her best friend, the apartment itself that was stocked full of things she wanted or needed, the strange way she'd been guided around the City, as she asked questions to herself. The answers were never too hard to find. The library, the news stand.... It was as if the City were guiding her itself. And, though she was used to overlords being unkind, Evey felt very much that this City was nothing but solicitous.
It was disconcerting. She was ready for the other shoe to drop, but as the days began to spool off, nothing bad was happening to her. It was damned peculiar.
Evey had either caught sight of or found reference to many people from the fracturing world she'd left behind. Every day, she found more people. The one person she wished she could find, however, proved elusive.
It made this cup of tea just a touch bitter. Evey lifted the china cup to her lips and sipped gently.
"Where are you?" she asked the saucer, as she set her cup down again.