Old and tattered papers blew across the sandy grounds of the abandoned amusement park. Occasionally, a few notes would attach themselves into the catci that stood in their way. Making it a perfect way for the papers to end their lives with a sharp embrace. Not a single soul seemed to be roaming the forgotten grounds and everything was silent. Not even the old lights seemed to work anymore leaving their only source of light to be that of the moon and stars above. It would be really poetic in the right setting but when you are camping out alone in a broken down ferries wheel, it was anything but that.
He hadn’t meant too but Aven skipped out on most of his duties for the day for more then one reason. His biggest one was he was just done dealing with people and the looks he was getting from others that where suspicious of his current position. Yeah, he really didn’t want to have to deal with anymore grunts thinking it’s a great idea to try and use him as a moving target. Other then that, he was merely tired of staying at home.
Which concluded to why Nyx was stretched out on a swinging buggy of the old Ferris Wheel. The blond had climbed up into the fourth buggy from the ground. Inside the buggy he made a make shift pillow out of some old magazines and fabric he located around the park. Beside him was a partly empty bottle of some kind of beverage. To the other side of him was his mask, a knife, and a gun that was newly put together. The only thing that could even give a hint to the leopard resting above was his splinted tail draping out of the buggy’s partly opened door.
A small wind would send the buggy rocking back and forth causing the blond to yawn. Really, he could easily fall asleep right here but that might not be the best idea. Then again, who would go looking for him in this place? It would be far too obvious and thus not the first spot anything would look.
With arms behind his head he shifted in the buggy. ”Such a nice night…why can’t all nights be like this? Not too hot, not too cold. Pleasant breeze and no one bugging me.” It was just lovely. Maybe a bit too lovely but he wasn’t about to look the gift horse in the mouth.