Melinda May (flythebus) wrote in witchinghour, @ 2015-08-16 21:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: grant ward, character: melinda may |
Who: Melinda May & Grant Ward
When: Sunday Night
Where: The Visceral District
What: Ward and May are scouting the areas, end up on the wrong side of town, end up meeting up and it's all down hill from there.
Warnings: Potential discussion of past abuse, past violence, upcoming violence, blood and nasty things. Also bad language.
Status: In progress.
The longer Melinda spent in this world, the more restless she got. And after waking to discover that Jemma's items were gone, she'd been focused the whole day on keeping herself busy --Emma had explained to Melinda just what that meant, that it might not feel like a good thing, but for Jemma it was. And May had to agree, it was much better for the young scientist to be at home where she could hopefully be protected from all this. But it set off all her own instincts regardless.
She'd used her focus and drive to navigate her way through this new city to figure out a rough layout in her head. She wanted to know just where most of the dangers lay. Knowing that the dinosaur had been set up in the park, she avoided that for now, but it eventually led her to a slightly less put together area in the city, with danker appearing buildings, warehouses rowed one along from another, a more oppressive feeling as she stepped further in.
It was darker here than the rest of the city, or it felt like it at least, and May automatically rested her hand on her weapon, prepared to use it the moment things seemed to get too dicey.
Maybe she should turn back, go through the main city again... But there was something deeply sinister about this area that made her question just what was in there.