The Roof; Late Sunday Night.
Monday, December 4th, 2006 06:26 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
Late in the night, a winged figure landed on the roof of the Fandom High dormitory from the south, white wings stretching out as Setsuna kneeled down to make her landing softer. After her weekend, she was still feeling the edge of everything she'd gone through, and her senses and desires to be particularly dramatic or stealthy were sharp. Her eyes shifted along the roof as though expecting something to come out and attack her; finding nothing, she straightened. She'd have to get Yuunagi to the weapon's locker as soon as possible, but, shivering through her entire body, through the tips of her wings, she cast another glance around. There was blood in the air; a lot of it, the same scent that covered Mahora when she left. Something...had happened here...She noticed it when she flew over the town, too. What...what had it been? What had she missed...and what had she failed to protect while she was gone protecting something else?
[[ open, as roofs be. a post summarizing what her weekend consisted of will go up tomorrow ]]
[[ open, as roofs be. a post summarizing what her weekend consisted of will go up tomorrow ]]