they're listening to me

[amiable]

Who: URU and YOU
What: Nightmares, etc. AKA: what the fuck we thought Uru’s brain was safe.
When: backdated to the start of the weekend.
Where: Uru’s mind!!
Rating: PG-13? Warning for blood and potential violence and language.


Suddenly... the City Royale.

It’s unusually quiet around this time of night. Many residents and natives close up shop around now and no later, and make their way back into the safety of the castle or their homes in the city. Perhaps the silence is relaxing to any who find themselves wandering the streets tonight.

Or perhaps the silence is unsettling. It’s too quiet, like it’s trying to lure those taking a look around into a false sense of security. Slowly but surely, it feels like someone or something is skulking in the shadows— watching and waiting. They’re close now. The time draws near for him to make his move.

[ THE CITY | WAREHOUSE NIGHT I | WAREHOUSE NIGHT II ]

Comments

[inafadingcrown]

[Galadriel, on the other hand, is completely oblivious to the meaning of the coin. Her eyes flick to it for a moment, before settling back on the man's face.]

I know no such person.

[amiable]

[ His only good eye widens for a moment. He's incredibly suspicious. Nobody could have walked in here on their own. Even Uru knows this place was hidden well enough... ]

The girl stays here. Until the game's over.

[ He looks to his coin and Uru quickly turns to Galadriel: ] He has to make his decisions with the coin! [ She hisses. ] He'll be distracted!

[inafadingcrown]

[It's an opportunity, but an opportunity for what? He certainly won't be distracted long enough to make an escape and Galadriel is decidedly unarmed. She looks wildly about the room, hoping for an idea.]