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[secondborn]

Who: Alastair Stara and YOU
What: Sitting on the roof and being introspective! HOW EXCITING.
When: Day 189
Where: On a roof somewhere in the Sigyn district.
Rating: Oh, G probably. I'll make a note if it gets scandalous somehow.

[Alastair is not terribly accustomed to heights. He's climbed trees before, but the idea of running across rooftops as a way to travel quickly and easily completely escapes him. But he was told that this is what he must learn, so he might as well get used to it.

Alastair has made his way up to the roof of a building in the Sigyn district. He didn't climb up there, he's not that good yet. No, instead he found a building with roof access and did the sensible thing and climbed the stairs.

So now here he is, sitting on the edge of the roof and looking around the city.

This really doesn't seem like a safe thing to do.

Who came up with this idea anyway?

He sighs.]

What am I even doing?

Comments

[secondborn]

[Alastair sees that look, and he hears that tone of voice. Common sense says he should get out now, avoid this particular acquaintance all together. However they should go about fighting to get home, Alastair sincerely doubts it should involve trying to kill the gods.

Still, he keeps his voice level, and his doubts as to Pyro's sanity to himself.]

You say that like it'll be easy.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

I don't give up just because something won't be easy. I'd be dead by now if I did.

[secondborn]

[Alastair considers Pyro. Determination is admirable, but this is some real insane determination right here.]

Good luck.

[He's not going to help you.]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Try living on the streets of New York City as a mutant just barely into your teens. You'll learn a thing or two about determination.

He arches his eyebrows, then pockets his lighter and turns away with a haughty glance over his shoulder.]

I really thought you might be worth something, too.

[He reaches the edge of the roof and lowers himself back down onto the fire escape, each clanking footstep on the ladder ringing loudly through the night air.]

[secondborn]

[Wow.

What an asshole.

Alastair watches him go and is not sorry at all.

"Thought you might be worth something."

What a jerk.]