Being and Purpose

[Miaou]

A world vast with oceans comes into view. A peaceful setting sun, baking the warm winds that flowed by, hovered over the water and would be for the next few hours before it finally set.

The waves crashed on the view deck were a man stood, holding a coffee mug, admiring the view. He was dressed in formal attire worn by the Gallic Royal Police. Any metals, pins, or rank was missing from display.Wind blown hair whipped in front of his eyes that glinted with a spark of life that showed purpose and meaning.

The city lights behind the man began to turn on and the people started to pour out to enjoy the nightlife. He turned and smiled at the display. His desire was to join them soon, he planned on making friends with a few people in the local cafe.

He bent over to place his mug on the ground, and as he rose, he was a different person. He now wore a flowing white dress that stopped just after the knees. A blue belt wrapped around the dress with a decorative red rose at the buckle. Flowing brown hair fell to the shoulders framing a enjoyable and mature face of a woman in her mid twenties. Her smile gave away her desire for fun as she walked towards the downtown city streets from the docks.

As she walked, the mug that was placed at the docks was on a nearby window sill. She grabbed it and brought it to her shoulder. Now, hanging from her shoulder was a red purse that matched the rose on her belt. A large flap was tied shut to protect the contents, and at the very end of the flap was an insignia that looked faintly of a coffee cup. She spotted a small bar and went to enter it.

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