Welcome to Gaia! ::

Outside the walls of the cities is called the wasteland. The earth is still wounded on the outside, along with ruins of the past. It is barren, and has been stripped clean of vegitation and resources. Odd things happen outside the walls, and some people consider the wastelands in general to be cursed.

Right outside the city lies one of the many mass graveyards, most of them are unmarked or bare no name, being victims of the mimic tragedy, that could not be identified. Many people have lost loved ones, and are still unsure if they're truly dead, or living lost somewhere. They often pick one unnamed grave to visit, in remembrance, with an odd hope that someone out their will do the same, and visit the unmarked grave of their lost loved one. The graveyards is one place that the citizens are openly allowed to visit, as if anything the Union does not want the people to forget the death and sorrow that the city protects them from. Although they must do so under supervision of a public safety officer, for thier safety of course.

*in time i finally saw a structure in the distance...i didn't care if it was prison or a city or whatever...as long as i could rest from traveling for so long...so...lo...n...g...THUD!! J laid outcold in the wastelands cut burned bruised and everything, close to the city.*

((Well, they're nicer than they could be.

"Go check him. I bought you a soda"

"But I don't wanna!"

"Look, he could be dead!"

"But it's your turn!"

"But I bought you the pop.... ohp, too late, some dude in a bus ran him down."))

((no running over people with busses, bad Arch))

The guard shrugged and through J over his shoulder. "Think it's another one of the half-deads. "

"Stick him in the customs infirmary." The other guard nodded. "Min'll be annoyed, but she won't shoot him, I don't think."

"To the city," The guard spoke up, "or more like the customs section, we can't rightly take you to the hospital until you've been cleared."

Clair tapped her foot by the gate, waiting for the demanded escort. A few people with cameras followed as always. She kept her reasons for demanding Alloran as an escort to herself, giving the questioners a look that said she'd hit them if they bothered her anymore. As always, she got what she wanted, that is if the green man would arrive on time.

Clair walked around him, like she was inspecting him, not even bothering to introduce herself. "My my, have you on a leash, do they?" She spoke with a soft australian accent (of which Ed can't write worth crap). She glanced at his eyes, as much as she could, considering her height, and then gave him a tap on the cheek. "Come on, let's go, the graveyards won't wait forever."

Clair sighed, and picked up a handful of gravel as she walked, she tossed a few small stones at Alloran's back, finding herself getting more and more annoyed, rather than him. "Turn around in circles until you get dizzy!" She yelled out.