Post by Airwatcher on Aug 7, 2020 14:42:52 GMT
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Airwatcher walked the streets impatiently. Normally he wouldn’t prefer to stride the streets alone at such an hour, but he’d been observing some strange activity, and his repeated visits to Kaon had given him insight to a handful of brands. You’ve found time for this but of course you can’t find time for her. He thought to himself, Oh get out of my head you. I can’t think about you right now. Okay? Airwatcher sighed to himself as he turned into a shadowed alleyways. Okay. He glanced left then right without rotating his helm, before he gave a large leap upward, triggering his pack as softly as he could manage to boost himself up ever so slightly. His peds met the wall of the building, before he sprung off of it, twisting in the air as he shoved himself upward further to repeat the rapid scaling. When his servos clasped the ledge of the building right across in the tight alleyway, he bolted himself over with the momentum ending with a smooth summersault and wordlessly landing atop the three-story structure. Exhaling softly, he knelt low to the ground to peer over the edge of the building downward.
Though his sharp eyes detected little to no activity in the vacant streets, his optics narrowed behind his dimming visor. C’mon. I know other messengers always get mistreated here when they are giving their messages to the particular customers who frequent this place.
Airwatcher reviewed the information. His door wings lowered as he tried to silence his emotive engines. They normally gave off a low excited rumble whenever he was up to anything interesting—which numbered their noise count almost infinitely. Regardless, the streetwise two-wheeler managed to quiet himself as he observed the streets below. His plating shifted calmly as he saw a few silhouettes in the darkness behind the floodlights. It could be anyone, and the streets weren’t active. Twenty minutes grinder by like a year, causing the seeker to softly sit down, hiding his relatively small form behind the rim,ing of the flat roofed building.
“Isn’t this something.” He was likely wasting his time on some lead that would get him into trouble anyways…
Airwatcher walked the streets impatiently. Normally he wouldn’t prefer to stride the streets alone at such an hour, but he’d been observing some strange activity, and his repeated visits to Kaon had given him insight to a handful of brands. You’ve found time for this but of course you can’t find time for her. He thought to himself, Oh get out of my head you. I can’t think about you right now. Okay? Airwatcher sighed to himself as he turned into a shadowed alleyways. Okay. He glanced left then right without rotating his helm, before he gave a large leap upward, triggering his pack as softly as he could manage to boost himself up ever so slightly. His peds met the wall of the building, before he sprung off of it, twisting in the air as he shoved himself upward further to repeat the rapid scaling. When his servos clasped the ledge of the building right across in the tight alleyway, he bolted himself over with the momentum ending with a smooth summersault and wordlessly landing atop the three-story structure. Exhaling softly, he knelt low to the ground to peer over the edge of the building downward.
Though his sharp eyes detected little to no activity in the vacant streets, his optics narrowed behind his dimming visor. C’mon. I know other messengers always get mistreated here when they are giving their messages to the particular customers who frequent this place.
Airwatcher reviewed the information. His door wings lowered as he tried to silence his emotive engines. They normally gave off a low excited rumble whenever he was up to anything interesting—which numbered their noise count almost infinitely. Regardless, the streetwise two-wheeler managed to quiet himself as he observed the streets below. His plating shifted calmly as he saw a few silhouettes in the darkness behind the floodlights. It could be anyone, and the streets weren’t active. Twenty minutes grinder by like a year, causing the seeker to softly sit down, hiding his relatively small form behind the rim,ing of the flat roofed building.
“Isn’t this something.” He was likely wasting his time on some lead that would get him into trouble anyways…