Sarras, Page of the Cosmos, was no real fan of the heat, but he wouldn't complain, and he was grateful to be in Destiny City for the summer time. Texas simply became unbearable and there was no way imaginable that he'd last more than a few hours, even when the garment he wore was thin and flimsy and breathed just fine. No, if it wasn't the actual heat and humidity that'd kill him, it'd be the onlookers that spotted him... it was a merciless place, he thought to himself. There were many things trying to kill people in Destiny City, such as Negaverse officers and youma, but at least the general populace seemed harmless enough.
Though harmless wasn't the word. More like stupid, like cattle. They'd travel out in night, making a huge racket and basically BEGGING themselves to become the next target of a Negaverse officer's attack, and if he felt it wasn't his duty to prevent anymore pointless deaths in this war, Sarras would have let them have it. Teach them a valuable lesson, because if it wasn't a Negaverse officer that'd attack them, it could have easily have been a mugger or gang member.
"Stupid teens," Sarras muttered to himself, from where he was perched on top the coffee shop, eyeing a small group in particular. They were being loud, rambunctious, having all that energy to waste dancing in the streets and yelling out a chorus of 'young people' words and making quite a scene. They were annoying others and caused them to take their leave in silence, and the page was considering the same thing, though what kept him there was the possibility of what the mindset of a Negaverse officer would have thought. They'd be the perfect target... and someone would have to be there to stop him. Why not Sarras? "Louder, so that the next county can here you. Make my day."
Twilight Jaws
SORRY, I totally fell asleep before posting this! It's been crazy for me!
