Let's Watch This City Burn (Human RP--OPEN)

[blueroseknight95]

     "There's an old library on the edge of the city." She said, hopping down from the stove and landing on her feet. Then, she opened the back door of the kitchen and pointed out the large building with the sheath of her katana. It looked like the Taj Mahal in India.

[Zarorah]

"I can see that," Zamora sighed, looking out over the skeletons of buildings that once stood, tall and proud. In the distance, almost invisible, the mayor's home stood, a heavenly glow surrounding it.  Angrily, she shot her right hand out, promptly flipping off the building. "Screw you, your family, and your angels," she muttered, scowling.

Her gaze flickered down at a door that swung open and she tensed, preparing to grab her daggers. However, she quickly realized that it was, in fact, only Yusuke and... wait, who was that? She pulled out her blades, maneuvered around Zorro, and slid down the pillar. scowling.

[crystwolf]

Zorro started at the sudden movement, but relaxed. She watched curiously at Zamora's actions, head cocked, but decided not to question. She merely shoves her hands in her pockets again, strangely quiet as she waits.

[blueroseknight95]

     Argo chuckled as he found his way to the librarian's desk. "Yusuke's found another survivor. Good." He stretched then sat down.

[Zarorah]

Faintly hearing the man, Zamora cocked an eyebrow. How did he know that she'd found a survivor when he couldn't see and when the pair were out of earshot?  Regardless, she scaled the pillar again, leaping down into the library.

"How long have you been staying here?" She asked, her gaze trailing over the accumulation of dust on the spines of books. Stephen King here, James Patterson there... she had read many of these books when she was younger. She sighed, pulling a book out and flipping through the pages, sending up a tiny dust cloud.

[blueroseknight95]

     "I've been here since I was young. My mother owned this place way back, and it was my home when I got lost. However, I'm afraid it's seen better days." he chuckled, flipping through an older book with his thin, long, boney fingers.