Zone C -- Megacity One

[The Future Warrior]

Headed right on her way, Graowr was pleased with her progress. It was easy to get going, and keep going in the right way. All she'd needed was a direction to point herself in and she was good. And with the map (even stored safely away inside her torso as it was), she'd had exactly that.

Down along the sidewalk, across a street, and straight ahead down an alley between two buildings. It hit a dead end, which she frowned at, but it didn't stop her. A quick hop up onto the edge of an abandoned dumpster, a kick off of it toward the opposite wall. Both legs and one arm hit the wall, bending and flexing with the impact and rebounding like a coiled rubber spring, sending her bounding up toward the opposite wall. Grasping the edge where wall became roof with one hand, she flipped herself up and over. Curling into a flip and sailing to a halt, as gravity took over and brought her down to solid footing, she landed on her feet in a crouching squat, opposite hand coming down to brace herself and help with her balance.

And right away she lurched forward, pushing off with her bracing hand. The raincoat she'd acquired fluttered and flapped around and behind her, especially when she reached the edge of the building and leaped off. She came down on the adjacent one in a run, scampering and stumbling, briefly dropping to all fours to keep from falling flat and rebounding with all of her momentum. As the next edge came into view, she reached out a hand and vaulted over it, sailing out into empty air over another street.

...and gravity wasn't long in bringing her down. She came tumbling down, rolling with it this time and springing up to her feet on the opposite side, feet coming down on sidewalk. Wet, damp grass squelched with a soggy crunch under her boots as she straightened up, turning to carry on and-- "WHAA!"

She staggered back from a (very nearly quite literal) face to face encounter with that weird...horned clown-guy from before. "Oh...oh, hey! It's you!" she said after a lightbulb finally flickered on in her head and she made the connection of who it was. "You were there before, with the mechanic guy, on the beach!"

There was just some kind of...lazy, dopey smile on the face of the gray-skinned guy as he looked down at her. "Shit, man, yeah I do believe I was indeed down there at the beach, when some guy came wanderin' up and put a stop to all the goodness before it could get started," he offered, eyes blinking in what seemed like slow motion. "Was all kinds of not cool."

"Uh...right!" Graowr agreed, not really catching all of what he'd just said. "So, uh...where you headed to now?"

"Man, I don't even have anything approaching an idea about that. Think pan is all kinds of empty," he voiced, scratching at the back of his head.

"Oh, well...I was gonna head back down to the beach or whatever it is, and head to the safehouse out there! Wanna come along?"

He was quiet for a good little while, as he seemingly thought about it...before he shrugged. "Well, I'm thinkin' that maybe this city is kind of not so fun of a place to be, anyway...all this fog up and chokin' out my good mood. So yeah, I guess I might as well. Lead on, little blue lady."

"Yeah!" She nodded hapily, turning to jog around him. "C'mon, it's back this way!" And she started off.

Allied with Gamzee.