09-15-2024, 05:35 PM
The journal entry had been enlightening. But Mia wasn't sure what she should look for. She didn't quite understand what was going on. The penmanship was not in her hand, but she clearly had written it only moments before she'd swiped the blue ink across the page. The pen was still in her left hand. Though she herself was a right hand. It was all very confusing.
Mia jotted down the date, and her own entry.
She closed the journal and left it on the desk as she examined her new place. It had been much the same when she first woke up in Rome. From there she'd seen Paris and Sydney, Rio and Mexico City before she ended up in London and meeting Hayden. She wondered why she left London. and Why she was in Moscow now. Not that it wasn't a good place to visit -- but not on the dawning of winter.
But Mia sighed and put on her happy face and made her way to the bedroom. Everything seemed in order, a life had been started. The wardrobe was filled with clothes she would ware and others she thought too dark and depressing. Which is what she wore now. "I have such horrible taste sometimes." She said to herself as she doffed the attire for a pink flowing skirt and a white blouse with little pink flowers embroydered on the lacey sleeves.
This was no time to be down and depressed. She had a whole new city to explore. She donned a coat with a faux fur lining around the hood and bundled up to head out into the streets of Moscow.
A portable tazer sat next to her keys and Mia thought twice about not bringing it with her, while she might not remember the streets she had thought it was unsafe -- enough to carry that sort of protection so she plucked it from the table and stuck it in her coat pocket.
And then she went outside.
The building was nice. It was close to the metro and she got on and rode it around the city looking at the sights. She caught a glint in the city and saw a strange and beautiful building she wanted to look at more closely. Architecture was something of a hobby. Or so she thought. She liked looking at the buildings. Finding weaknesses and even places should exploit for height advantages. She didn't know why. But it didn't matter. She enjoyed the tasks and got off on the next stop.
With a good navigational check she found her way in front of the strange looking building. The sun glint off the silvered panels and Mia had to hold her hand above her eyes to stop the glare, but it didn't stop her from stoping and admiring.
Mia jotted down the date, and her own entry.
Quote:Dear Journal, I guess. I don't know what's going on. Or what I'm watching for or what you mean as strange. Unless you mean things like I think I saw on the television. The ascendancy of the CCD doing something, though I don't recall him doing more than giving a speech and then I woke up here. What the fuck?
~Mia
She closed the journal and left it on the desk as she examined her new place. It had been much the same when she first woke up in Rome. From there she'd seen Paris and Sydney, Rio and Mexico City before she ended up in London and meeting Hayden. She wondered why she left London. and Why she was in Moscow now. Not that it wasn't a good place to visit -- but not on the dawning of winter.
But Mia sighed and put on her happy face and made her way to the bedroom. Everything seemed in order, a life had been started. The wardrobe was filled with clothes she would ware and others she thought too dark and depressing. Which is what she wore now. "I have such horrible taste sometimes." She said to herself as she doffed the attire for a pink flowing skirt and a white blouse with little pink flowers embroydered on the lacey sleeves.
This was no time to be down and depressed. She had a whole new city to explore. She donned a coat with a faux fur lining around the hood and bundled up to head out into the streets of Moscow.
A portable tazer sat next to her keys and Mia thought twice about not bringing it with her, while she might not remember the streets she had thought it was unsafe -- enough to carry that sort of protection so she plucked it from the table and stuck it in her coat pocket.
And then she went outside.
The building was nice. It was close to the metro and she got on and rode it around the city looking at the sights. She caught a glint in the city and saw a strange and beautiful building she wanted to look at more closely. Architecture was something of a hobby. Or so she thought. She liked looking at the buildings. Finding weaknesses and even places should exploit for height advantages. She didn't know why. But it didn't matter. She enjoyed the tasks and got off on the next stop.
With a good navigational check she found her way in front of the strange looking building. The sun glint off the silvered panels and Mia had to hold her hand above her eyes to stop the glare, but it didn't stop her from stoping and admiring.