Tally presses her fingers together in an almost-snap, reflexively trying to make an imaginary hoverboard rise beneath her feet, then sighs and begins climbing and swinging her way over. It's good exercise, and bubbly-making, but it makes her wonder again about whether this place was made by accident or design. It has everything they need, so it feels like someone is taking care of them, but it doesn't provide everything they want, like hoverboards and wallscreens and everyone they love from back home. At least she'd understood her city's rationale for what they thought she needed. Here, it's an utter mystery.
Tally's breathing a little harder by the time she makes it over. "I'll totally come explore with you at some point," she says. "I just need an outfit that isn't, like, sweats. And better shoes."
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Date: 2024-08-04 12:18 am (UTC)Tally's breathing a little harder by the time she makes it over. "I'll totally come explore with you at some point," she says. "I just need an outfit that isn't, like, sweats. And better shoes."