Dreams of Absolution

[Madotsuki]

Now that she didn't have the Stormtroopers breathing down her neck, she could think about what she was going to do next. She wouldn't have too long to muse about, though; those Troopers were probably just tending to the victims of the car wreck from earlier. Once the situation had been handled, they'd get back to tracking her. Normally, she wouldn't have worried, but her escape had been in broad daylight-- the citizens would direct the guards towards her. Even if they somehow couldn't see her, she still had to deal with the cameras.

Clearly some sort of control-freak ruled the place. As far as she was aware, normal cities didn't have security cameras around EVERY SINGLE CORNER. Maybe the guy running this place should get his nose out of his computer monitor and see what it's like to patrol the streets, away from the safety of his screens and underlings. It would do him good, and it might help the city to relax a little.

Her thoughts were interrupted when the hovercraft she had been riding screeched to a halt in front of a building, tossing her onto the pavement. She struggled to get up, the pain in her back flaring as she got up to her feet. Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed a man in a business suit and a white fedora rush out the vehicle and enter into the building, oblivious to the fact that he had thrown her to the ground or even that she had been riding with him in the first place.

Or maybe he was just too busy to care? So busy, in fact, that he left behind the keys to his hovercar. Madotsuki crept over to the car and glanced inside. The vehicle smelled faintly of coffee, and a mug rested on the dashboard. Papers were strewn all over the place, and the keys were inserted into the ignition. She reached her hand out to turn the key and start the vehicle, but she hesitated. She wanted to lay low, right? Stealing a car was the complete opposite of that. The man would probably be around any minute to actually lock his car correctly. She was in enough trouble as is, and she didn't know how to drive, anyway. Slowly, she backed away from the car and continued in the direction she had been originally traveling in.

A few blocks down, she turned to look down an alleyway when she noticed something suspicious: there was a camera stand on the wall, but the camera itself lay on the floor, broken. A part of the floor appeared to sink in slightly, off to the side and behind a trashcan. Curious, she knelt down next to it, glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then hooked her nails into the small crevice and pulled at it until it swung open. She glanced down the hole and grinned; this had to be a secret passage! Even though she couldn't see very far into the tunnel, she hopped in as the trapdoor closed behind her.