OOC: Tom Insignia, wearing suit, inv: library card. IC: Yesterday afternoon Tom found out that he had read all the books in his family library on fronima, so he decided to go to the biggest library in Ajita. "Well since the books on our family library are like 50 years old there has to be other books published by now." he said as he exited his house and locked the door. 'It would take at least an hour to get to that library' he thought and set off on his 'would there be more books' journey. 30 minutes down the track the main road he was going to use was packed with pendragons, it took him 30 seconds to decide what to do. 'I'm going to take a detour' he thought and because he memorized Ajita like the back of his hand he knew the fastest way was to go though some alley ways, he just hoped he wouldn't get his suit dirty on the way to the library otherwise they might not allow him in.
Don’t fall into the sea not yet, life has never looked better than this and sometimes you don’t even know what you’re missing Don’t say it’s not enough to be free not yet, the sky has never looked so clear through the looking glass and every time you don’t even know how to stop chasing your tail Can’t you just say you love me?... Amidst the cheerless, stained walls of a sordid back alleyway, gleams of light percolated down between the clustered boughs of a bent- tailed tree. It’s green leaves twisted and whispered, each taking turns soaking up the rays of sun and scattering kaleidoscopic patterns of luminescence onto the growing life below. It was a small garden, a lot of earth hidden behind a fence of stone buildings, and was used as a sort of Community Park to keep fresh air flowing between the bunched apartments. A few tenants dotted the flowery environment, some on benches feeding the throngs of ever flocking avian, others keeping a watchful eye on their own offspring- often calling to their children not to stray to close to the single, shaded tree. “Can’t you just say… Can’t you just- can’t you just say…” A strong tail coiled tightly about a low hanging branch and a slender little back rested itself against the tree’s smooth bole. Blue sang loudly in her fine voice and with each new verse, and occasionally the same one over and over, she strummed her guitar in search of the perfect complimentary chord. Blue was writing a new song and she had taken an extended trip to the magical, flying Ajita to find the necessary inspiration. As usual her nose for exceptional song-writing locations had not failed her, and as was her custom she found a spot from which to hang wrong side up until her muse could strike. She clutched Percival, her trusty guitar, with delicacy in her clawed feet and plucked the steel strings in varying sequences of chords and melodies until she was completely satisfied. “Don’t fall into the seeeeeea!…” She played her song slowly and her silky voice rose and fell- and echoed with the perfect acoustics of her enclosed surroundings. When she’d finished a few spectators clapped and whistled, and youngsters that had strayed too near giggled in delight by her music. Some even came up to lay flowers into her open guitar case; one of the youngest was even bold enough to try looking into her mouth, fascinated by its incandescent glow. They bubbled and chattered, asking questions of the curious tree dwelling, music- making thill until a sharp bark from a wary parent sent them scattering. Blue laughed and waved farewell with her singular arm as they scurried this way and that. Turning her head to an empty space beside her she said, “Well, they liked it, what do you think Ruci?” A moment passed and she suddenly frowned in dismay- “Oh, go stuff it, your not even real, what do you know?”
Tom just exited the alley way into a little more of a open space... but it was still considered as an alley way, then he saw this female Lukuo 'huh? she's talking to thin air' he thought. 'but then that is acceptible, many people find ways to deal with past trama's so if she's dealing with some sort of trama and using an imagitive friend then thats understandible' then without any other thought he continued to walk and passed the Lukuo then he relized that he might cop it with the Lukuo because he just passed the air space that she was talking to, that means he mightive hurt or knocked over imagitive friend. he froze and just stood where he was a few meters from where he thought he passed that imagitive air space. 'Just my luck.' he thought
