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Packing things up has sorted out Vice for the day. Standing tall, he's compiled all his thoughts up neatly, and his rest last night was even at an orderly Magnolia hotel. Carrying a ball of black on his back, Vice doesn't have much burdens to carry out of this city. Anything Vice needs, he tends to pick up on the way. Adjusting his shoulders, a ball of black moves with Vice toward the outside of the Magnolia building. A long staff has a bumpy curve that dissuades people from approaching Vice too close. No, not in the hands actually, the staff is sticking to the body of Vice's black Eru. Not being a fan of chaotic freedom limits the pets of Vice, like the Eru. Both wings of the dark entity holds the unused and long weapon of Vice's. Being a stranger to the city, Vice feels most comfortable when he's gathered information. Not that Vice is carrying any notes, but he is carrying a backpack with his Eru.
The immediate surroundings to where he's slept, at least, Vice has got a general idea of how there's some party preparation going on. Preparations for others are what Vice would rather not partake in. People are running all around the street corners and some soft workout music plays. Foreign to the spirit brings Vice to only be uncomfortable here. The sun shines in Magnolia, but at least in Hargeon the summer is more constant. A dry taste lingers to Vice, and he feels like he has to remove gum from his shoes, or he'll stay stuck in this city. Comfort can get boring, which is why Vice likes to travel. Medias is a cool name, and a requester's last name is Syrases like serious. The client this time seems like a goody and reliable guy.
Packing things up has sorted out Vice for the day. Standing tall, he's compiled all his thoughts up neatly, and his rest last night was even at an orderly Magnolia hotel. Carrying a ball of black on his back, Vice doesn't have much burdens to carry out of this city. Anything Vice needs, he tends to pick up on the way. Adjusting his shoulders, a ball of black moves with Vice toward the outside of the Magnolia building. A long staff has a bumpy curve that dissuades people from approaching Vice too close. No, not in the hands actually, the staff is sticking to the body of Vice's black Eru. Not being a fan of chaotic freedom limits the pets of Vice, like the Eru. Both wings of the dark entity holds the unused and long weapon of Vice's. Being a stranger to the city, Vice feels most comfortable when he's gathered information. Not that Vice is carrying any notes, but he is carrying a backpack with his Eru.
The immediate surroundings to where he's slept, at least, Vice has got a general idea of how there's some party preparation going on. Preparations for others are what Vice would rather not partake in. People are running all around the street corners and some soft workout music plays. Foreign to the spirit brings Vice to only be uncomfortable here. The sun shines in Magnolia, but at least in Hargeon the summer is more constant. A dry taste lingers to Vice, and he feels like he has to remove gum from his shoes, or he'll stay stuck in this city. Comfort can get boring, which is why Vice likes to travel. Medias is a cool name, and a requester's last name is Syrases like serious. The client this time seems like a goody and reliable guy.
