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princeship2012-01-14 01:06 am
dullahanrider) wrote in princeship2012-01-14 01:06 am
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[It was late at night here in this bustling city that Celty resided in. Most people would be in bed at this time of night, but not her. While Celty was used to working this late at night, she couldn't help but notice there was an awful lot of job requests for her tonight. So much for speeding down the highway with Shooter tonight. She always felt more alive at night, but tonight, all she wanted was to be in her comfortable bed back at the apartment.
Her bike made it's screeching sound that sounded more like a horse neighing as she turned at the corner of a street. The bike sounded exhausted as well. Soon. Just one more delivery and both she and Shooter can rest for the night. This particular request was taking her a little longer than usual too. The client mentioned the cargo being rather delicate, so she was being careful on the road while to keep at a decent speed. She didn't check the contents, she never did, common courtesy and all. Still, can't stop a girl from being a little curious.
The contents themselves were currently inside a bag that she was wearing on her back like a backpack right now. They felt heavy and boxy against her back, so all she could deduct is that it could be a box, and there's probably just some sort of rare artifact kept inside it no doubt.
She loosens are grip on the gas as she approached the meeting point. Before the bridge, just past the convenience store...before a set of stairs that led to a park and then an apartment complex. She came to a full stop a moment later at these sets of stairs and looked around. She was looking for a man to greet her. Hopefully he'll show himself soon so she can finally call it a night.]
Her bike made it's screeching sound that sounded more like a horse neighing as she turned at the corner of a street. The bike sounded exhausted as well. Soon. Just one more delivery and both she and Shooter can rest for the night. This particular request was taking her a little longer than usual too. The client mentioned the cargo being rather delicate, so she was being careful on the road while to keep at a decent speed. She didn't check the contents, she never did, common courtesy and all. Still, can't stop a girl from being a little curious.
The contents themselves were currently inside a bag that she was wearing on her back like a backpack right now. They felt heavy and boxy against her back, so all she could deduct is that it could be a box, and there's probably just some sort of rare artifact kept inside it no doubt.
She loosens are grip on the gas as she approached the meeting point. Before the bridge, just past the convenience store...before a set of stairs that led to a park and then an apartment complex. She came to a full stop a moment later at these sets of stairs and looked around. She was looking for a man to greet her. Hopefully he'll show himself soon so she can finally call it a night.]