[ and so the streets begin to fold like a box, and they were the gifts inside its walls. building tops slowly grind into others, or the ground, and with the proper attention is rather easy to avoid. unless it was a home, or a job, or someone who spends too much time looking down. what a mess, actually.
makima only listens but continues her walk ahead of the other woman in a natural lead, with her hands behind her back and her chest confidently exposed to the tipping, confuddled world. a word of greatness is used in a tone so dry— her smile as she inclines her head has not left the blank neutrality from her features since the moment they've met. she cannot pick out too much difference from this human to another walking down the street, aside from her seeming taut and irritable. cute.... ]
Then they may not have as much authority as some think. [ left it is, but that means— well, they'll find that they are at a dead end that might need a climb. oh dear. ] —Okay. Where will you be going?
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makima only listens but continues her walk ahead of the other woman in a natural lead, with her hands behind her back and her chest confidently exposed to the tipping, confuddled world. a word of greatness is used in a tone so dry— her smile as she inclines her head has not left the blank neutrality from her features since the moment they've met. she cannot pick out too much difference from this human to another walking down the street, aside from her seeming taut and irritable. cute.... ]
Then they may not have as much authority as some think. [ left it is, but that means— well, they'll find that they are at a dead end that might need a climb. oh dear. ] —Okay. Where will you be going?