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Post by Weasel on Sept 12, 2011 10:58:38 GMT -6
Vacant.
Weasel pocketed his hands as he stared at the corporate mansion at the other side of the gates. It was one of the most expensive office buildings in the city. Until ten years ago, it had been owned by Holstein Holdings, Utoron City's biggest investor and private banker.
And then the empire had crumbled and crashed. Nothing left but a dusty old building that nobody wanted.
Weasel wondered what had become of his parents. He imagined them having left the region, lounging somewhere on a warm beach. But they might as well be dead. He didn't much care. It was mostly nostalgia that had led him here.
He turned around 180 degrees and looked at the scene across the empty building. A posh street once, now filled with cheap supermarkets, youth hostels and run-down casino's. Utoron had changed.
OOC:: Not sure where I want to take this scene, but feel free to join. Or mods; to spawn pokemon or NPC's if they so wish.
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