Streets were all but empty when I made my way toward the
industrial district
for the first time since arriving in town... an area I had no real need to explore with so many other things on my mind. However, some
early morning workers
were starting to appear at bus stops to wait.
I can’t say anything myself, as I neither have the personal funds nor the knowledge how to
operate
a vehicle - but not having one must be quite a burden in its own way. Almost as soon as I had that thought, I saw a
bicycle
standing chained to a rack outside a convenience store.
> No one is around. Perfect for another quick test. Combined with the strange sense of using this ability... that there is not really any tingle or feel of magic? Vrika, I am not so sure what has given me this Apocalypse System, but either it really knows what it is doing - with a really long plan - or does not know anything... Plants first? Some of them might have spirits, but... well... ugh, I hate this world and this system! Making me think of so many complicated situations that no one else has to deal with. Are the other spirits of your former pack also so friendly and caring? Is it just their werewolf partners that ruin things? Well, at least you’re a good one. When you aren’t trying to convince me to allow Kyrie to do things I don’t want. Now I just need to find one that can’t be seen easily from anywhere else. No, I’m being less than optimistic. It just means this one was no good, right? <
My eyes sought
something smaller
... there were less of them around, but I began hoping I had only
misunderstood
something about what a ’standard’ size was. Quickly, while I still knew that no patrol was near, I tried one more time.
And the
solid
, twenty foot long hunk of steel -
and whatever might be inside it
- was suddenly gone.
Mostly
.