[ that had been the first thing kaveh had said when he'd somehow ended up wending deep in the belly of the shimmery, concrete structure that he would later learn to be a 'mall'. in kaveh's defense, the kamera image had been clear on its subject matter (startlingly clear, actually, to a degree that even the latest in fontaine technology hadn't caught up, leading to an entire morning of photo experimentations until the need for food had caught up to him). the fact that the subject matter had been difficult to miss through the storefront window also helped, in the way of a moving wanted poster.
the individual that had been pictured is now currently climbing a chair towards a particularly gaudy-looking chandelier. kaveh is watching. it's a bit of a morbidly captivated kind of watching. the chair doesn't seem high enough, but the man is tall, and he's also fairly determined, which tends to make up for some things. ]
Well, I don't think anyone would mind. [ kaveh has to think about this for a moment. ] Or rather, there's no-one of this city to mind. And if there is someone to mind, there aren't enough people to enforce the minding. It's a little eerie how little people mind, actually, but that helps with whatever you're trying to achieve with that chandelier.
[ because this is kaveh, he takes a morbidly closer step to crane his neck up just out of potential dropping range. you know, because being squished by a chandelier is kind of a bad way to go, even if death is apparently a weird concept in this city. ] What are you going to do with that? [ and because this is kaveh, ] Can the amperage in residential buildings sustain that kind of lighting?
day/shopping.
[ that had been the first thing kaveh had said when he'd somehow ended up wending deep in the belly of the shimmery, concrete structure that he would later learn to be a 'mall'. in kaveh's defense, the kamera image had been clear on its subject matter (startlingly clear, actually, to a degree that even the latest in fontaine technology hadn't caught up, leading to an entire morning of photo experimentations until the need for food had caught up to him). the fact that the subject matter had been difficult to miss through the storefront window also helped, in the way of a moving wanted poster.
the individual that had been pictured is now currently climbing a chair towards a particularly gaudy-looking chandelier. kaveh is watching. it's a bit of a morbidly captivated kind of watching. the chair doesn't seem high enough, but the man is tall, and he's also fairly determined, which tends to make up for some things. ]
Well, I don't think anyone would mind. [ kaveh has to think about this for a moment. ] Or rather, there's no-one of this city to mind. And if there is someone to mind, there aren't enough people to enforce the minding. It's a little eerie how little people mind, actually, but that helps with whatever you're trying to achieve with that chandelier.
[ because this is kaveh, he takes a morbidly closer step to crane his neck up just out of potential dropping range. you know, because being squished by a chandelier is kind of a bad way to go, even if death is apparently a weird concept in this city. ] What are you going to do with that? [ and because this is kaveh, ] Can the amperage in residential buildings sustain that kind of lighting?