Where Angels Fly

[Akura]

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Georgia hopped down from the cockpit, patting her Karasu on the hull, just like a horse. She smiled and waved to Mr Yataki to cover it up with something.

She threw aside her helmet and slipped out of her flight suit as the old Kusari man threw a large tarpaulin over the Heavy Fighter, shrouding it from view.

"Ms Brown" he nodded, getting her attention, "Will you be seeing Miss Cynthia right away?"

"No, I have to go collect some stuff from town, let them know I'll be back" she smiled, disappearing down a dark allyway, in the direction of the Old Town.

She zipped up her coat a little tighter, hiding herself from the cold breeze. Georgia hurried up some stone steps, avoiding a puddle or two as she reached the top of the hill, Old Town opening up infront of her.

A few drunk men staggered about, clutching to each other, innocently singing songs of joy. Georgia sighed as she slipped past them, hurrying around the corner into one of the nice warm pubs.
She slipped her coat off, revealing a nice clean red dress, with neatly trimmed shoes.
Her neat brown locks flowing over her shoulders, shining in the warm, orange lighting.