He had it coming
Characters: Aurora (earth_uninstall), Sniper (naoscaire), and Evil!P/Raise (subject-e0057). The floor helped OOCly.
Date/Time: Dec. 12, midday
Location: The park
Rating: R.
Summary: HEADSHOT.
Considering the current events that have been happening, perhaps taking a stroll in the park was not the wisest of decisions. But there Aurora was, currently occupied a seat upon one the benches in one of the more open areas, almost distastefully reading a book he had acquired. It wasn't the content that bothered him so much as the physical weight of the book, and how clunky and ineffective it felt. But for some reason he'd sighed and resigned himself to focusing his attention on the pages, at least outwardly.
Anyone who knew him would note that he was reading at a far slower pace than normal, and moving the pages without fail every 42 seconds. Perhaps he just needed a break from the recent stress of losing Gundam before even meeting him, or a moment's reprieve from being harasses by evil twins over the journal. Whatever it was, it seemed to affect him enough that he left his home without a gun, as no sort of weapon was visible on his person.
Date/Time: Dec. 12, midday
Location: The park
Rating: R.
Summary: HEADSHOT.
Considering the current events that have been happening, perhaps taking a stroll in the park was not the wisest of decisions. But there Aurora was, currently occupied a seat upon one the benches in one of the more open areas, almost distastefully reading a book he had acquired. It wasn't the content that bothered him so much as the physical weight of the book, and how clunky and ineffective it felt. But for some reason he'd sighed and resigned himself to focusing his attention on the pages, at least outwardly.
Anyone who knew him would note that he was reading at a far slower pace than normal, and moving the pages without fail every 42 seconds. Perhaps he just needed a break from the recent stress of losing Gundam before even meeting him, or a moment's reprieve from being harasses by evil twins over the journal. Whatever it was, it seemed to affect him enough that he left his home without a gun, as no sort of weapon was visible on his person.