Post by Chloe/Kat on Nov 22, 2012 3:05:04 GMT -6
Kat walked down the side streets of Isafaro where the nation's poor appeared to have gathered, walking pass her with lingering and suspicious glances as others remained in a seated position next to the nearby building walls shaking cans and begging for credits. All in dirty, old and some times ripped clothes. For such an advanced civilization their poor appeared to be in no better condition than the poor from her own world. She was also in fear of her life as she was considered to be a very pretty woman and her clothes were much nicer than the people around her.
Kat endured however, stopping some people who appeared nice enough to show them a picture of her sister. But sadly none of them had ever saw the woman in question and she went on her way. If only she could find that male or the woman in her vision. Then maybe, just maybe, she'd be able to get on the right track. For now however she continued to cut through alleyways and side streets, staying under the radar of the Vulture while exploring the advanced metropolis one side street at a time.
Kat endured however, stopping some people who appeared nice enough to show them a picture of her sister. But sadly none of them had ever saw the woman in question and she went on her way. If only she could find that male or the woman in her vision. Then maybe, just maybe, she'd be able to get on the right track. For now however she continued to cut through alleyways and side streets, staying under the radar of the Vulture while exploring the advanced metropolis one side street at a time.
