Warm Spring Skies [Liltotto/OPEN]

The smells of the night air were always something that brought comfort to her after work for the day was done, having finished up performing communal duties in keeping the place clean. It was an easy shift, especially compared to the type of work she typically did - she was grateful for a little normalcy in duty instead of having to deal with bloodshed.

There she was, hanging out by the convenience store going through a box of ice pops, the growingly warm air being a little irritating but cooled by the night winds of the sea.

She couldn't help but bite through the first two pops either way, looking up at the sky and occasionally exchanging greetings to a passerby.