Edge, Sector 7: 6:30pm
Who: Aurelius
Status: Open
When: 6:30 PM
Where: Sector 7, Edge
What: Making preparations for the incoming storm.
Lifting a hand, Aurelius gently waved to the truck as it drove off. She smiled at the sight of blankets and stored warm food for the other sections of town that their soup kitchen could not yet reach. Soon… soon, everyone will have a warm bed and a full stomach. I can’t wait for my dream to be realized, she thought as the truck turned and moved out of sight.
She walked down the street in her simple long brown skirt and red blouse, keeping her sleeves rolled up to the elbow. It was still warm enough to move around, and she bent to pick up a few pieces of garbage to deposit in the nearest trash receptacle. She sighed heavily and crouched to pick up a few pieces that had not made it into the garbage can.
Pushing back leather bound silver braids as they fell over her slim shoulders, she came to stand and looked to the sky. The clouds were dark, and she could smell dampness on the air.
“Be merciful on those who have not yet found shelter,” she whispered to herself. She nodded and began to head off back to the shelter to make certain that they were full.
Status: Open
When: 6:30 PM
Where: Sector 7, Edge
What: Making preparations for the incoming storm.
Lifting a hand, Aurelius gently waved to the truck as it drove off. She smiled at the sight of blankets and stored warm food for the other sections of town that their soup kitchen could not yet reach. Soon… soon, everyone will have a warm bed and a full stomach. I can’t wait for my dream to be realized, she thought as the truck turned and moved out of sight.
She walked down the street in her simple long brown skirt and red blouse, keeping her sleeves rolled up to the elbow. It was still warm enough to move around, and she bent to pick up a few pieces of garbage to deposit in the nearest trash receptacle. She sighed heavily and crouched to pick up a few pieces that had not made it into the garbage can.
Pushing back leather bound silver braids as they fell over her slim shoulders, she came to stand and looked to the sky. The clouds were dark, and she could smell dampness on the air.
“Be merciful on those who have not yet found shelter,” she whispered to herself. She nodded and began to head off back to the shelter to make certain that they were full.