Jul 02, 2011 18:34
[A single, white paper plane drifts carelessly in a grassy area, more than likely in the gardens. With the heat gone, along with those space lions, and extra foliage needing to be cut down, life is returning back to 'normal'. For the Thor, anyway. No need to be holed up inside anymore.
The plane disappears from sight before some rustling is heard, the feed now showing some grass as the guide is set down.]
[Not even a minute passes before the video lens is lifted up. Another paper plane comes into view, taking on a different path, before smashing into the ground. A sigh. He's better at making flowers than planes.]
Anyone believe in destiny?
ran [aya] fujimiya