People grow through experience if they meet life honestly and courageously.

[runebladeknight]

Who: Celes Chere (runebladeknight) and YOU
When: April 6, various times of day
Where: All over the city
Summary: A day and a night in the life. Started as prose, but action tags are welcome to those who prefer them.
Warnings: Likely to be violence against monsters in the nighttime thread. Will add others later if needed.


Celes didn't lead the most exciting of lives. Even work as a police officer could be dull at times, filing all of that paperwork and handling minor disturbances.

And home life was rather lonely these days, being the only one left at the boarding house. So much empty space. Maybe she should start looking for a smaller place of her own herself; she's saved enough. But that would be something to think about another day. And it wasn't really the solitude that she minded most of the time.

Even if that was some of what made her go outside some nights.

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[defineshinky]

Having satisfied her curiosity about the night in her first few days in Port, Wendy tried to avoid being out past sirens these days, but accidents happened. It was her first day of work and she lost track of time with all the new responsibilities. So not only was she out avoiding monsters, she was doing it in a barista's outfit.

"This blows."

[runebladeknight]

It was early into the night yet, and she hadn't seen much activity. And what activity she'd seen was mostly a few stragglers hurrying their way indoors before it got any later. Celes found it almost odd, really, that in a place where few people were without power, most still ran from the night.

She caught sight of a woman out of the corner of her eye -- someone heading home from work, if the clothing was any indication -- and some intuition that she couldn't name prompted her to look up. And it was a good thing she did.

A half-moment of concentration, a quietly whispered spell, and a blast of flame shot forth from her hand, intercepting the Death Head Squid when it was about two feet from landing on the woman's head. So instead of an unpleasant new hat, the potential victim just ended up with a shower of ash.

"Hey. You all right?"