[Empty space were nothing new to M4, as her world was mostly made up of the ruins of once-great cities that had fallen to the flames of war. Most of those spaces were made up entirely of bombed-out buildings and collapsed piles of wood, brick, and stone. But this place? It looked as if it was fully alive, despite the fact that it seemed as if no one lived there.
M4 moved through the MARKETzone in the shadows, her rifle always at the ready just in case. She moves in the shadows at first, taking care not to be seen, but after a small amount of time, it quickly becomes clear that neither her movements nor weapon at ready was really necessary.
By the time she found her way to the game center, M4 had let down her guard and seemed to be enthralled by the colorful things around her. She looks around for a good while before settling on a game to play... and is doing rather bad at it.]
C.
[The appearance of the convention flyer was both puzzling and alarming to the M4. It seemed like someone had been watching her since she arrived and not only that had taken her picture and stuck it in a publication of some kind. This realization has her on edge, and ready to strike back at some unseen foe.]
I require assistance. Is there any known entity in this place that could have taken my picture without my knowing it?
M4a1 | Girlsfrontline
[Empty space were nothing new to M4, as her world was mostly made up of the ruins of once-great cities that had fallen to the flames of war. Most of those spaces were made up entirely of bombed-out buildings and collapsed piles of wood, brick, and stone. But this place? It looked as if it was fully alive, despite the fact that it seemed as if no one lived there.
M4 moved through the MARKETzone in the shadows, her rifle always at the ready just in case. She moves in the shadows at first, taking care not to be seen, but after a small amount of time, it quickly becomes clear that neither her movements nor weapon at ready was really necessary.
By the time she found her way to the game center, M4 had let down her guard and seemed to be enthralled by the colorful things around her. She looks around for a good while before settling on a game to play... and is doing rather bad at it.]
C.
[The appearance of the convention flyer was both puzzling and alarming to the M4. It seemed like someone had been watching her since she arrived and not only that had taken her picture and stuck it in a publication of some kind. This realization has her on edge, and ready to strike back at some unseen foe.]
I require assistance. Is there any known entity in this place that could have taken my picture without my knowing it?
[She asked anyone within reach.]
C