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Who: Trish, OPEN
Where: around the apartments, any of them
When: the morning after Trish's arrival
Rating: PG? PG-13 at most unless someone decides to change that
Summary: Trish is searching the new surroundings for Dante and gathering information.
Trish woke up the morning after arriving in a horrible mood. Not having liked the inside of the apartments, nor entirely certain which ones were empty without bothering people anyway, the she-devil had simply opted for the rooftop. Rooftops were familiar and comforting to her. She did a lot of hunting on rooftops with the nice view to seek out her prey. However, last night was not very comfortable much less relaxing or inducing to sleep. It wasn't the concrete "bed" that bothered her--but rather the unfamiliar sounds and cries of unknown beasts and monsters out patrolling in the middle of the night. It left her on edge most of the time (especially with her powers missing) and only out of exhaustion did she finally fall asleep.
So it really was no surprise she was cranky and irritable the next morning as she walked around the apartment complexes. The entire city was downtrodden and filthy, and disgusting, and she hated every bit of it. And damnit! Where the hell was Dante? He was the one who had suggested the apartment buildings in the first place. Then why wasn't he staying in one of them himself?
She grunted in dissatisfaction as she came to the end of the line. Fine. She hadn't found anything on her first time through the entire set of apartments. Then she would just have to start asking questions on the second time through. Even if she had to walk up to a few strangers and ask to do so.
Where: around the apartments, any of them
When: the morning after Trish's arrival
Rating: PG? PG-13 at most unless someone decides to change that
Summary: Trish is searching the new surroundings for Dante and gathering information.
Trish woke up the morning after arriving in a horrible mood. Not having liked the inside of the apartments, nor entirely certain which ones were empty without bothering people anyway, the she-devil had simply opted for the rooftop. Rooftops were familiar and comforting to her. She did a lot of hunting on rooftops with the nice view to seek out her prey. However, last night was not very comfortable much less relaxing or inducing to sleep. It wasn't the concrete "bed" that bothered her--but rather the unfamiliar sounds and cries of unknown beasts and monsters out patrolling in the middle of the night. It left her on edge most of the time (especially with her powers missing) and only out of exhaustion did she finally fall asleep.
So it really was no surprise she was cranky and irritable the next morning as she walked around the apartment complexes. The entire city was downtrodden and filthy, and disgusting, and she hated every bit of it. And damnit! Where the hell was Dante? He was the one who had suggested the apartment buildings in the first place. Then why wasn't he staying in one of them himself?
She grunted in dissatisfaction as she came to the end of the line. Fine. She hadn't found anything on her first time through the entire set of apartments. Then she would just have to start asking questions on the second time through. Even if she had to walk up to a few strangers and ask to do so.