[ Lorna's doing a rare maintenance check of the sand paths when the two litter critters blow past her in the street. She almost curses before she catches herself, instead craning her head in the other direction to see where they came from. It's not difficult to spot the guy on the porch and - temporarily abandoning her work - she makes her way over. Typing a message on her ever present device - with her hands instead of her powers. For now. ]
new? or just really into the jumpsuit look?
[ And...he's holding a massacre in a box. Interesting. ]
after midnight
new? or just really into the jumpsuit look?
[ And...he's holding a massacre in a box. Interesting. ]