to be fair, radiostar drew first blood.

[yeouiju]

Who: Sunny, Jae-Hyun Kim
What: Spoilers: waffles.
Where: SMB Radio
When: Veerdi.
Warnings: TBA.

There seems to be a trend of threes, with regard to businesses. Some attempt to truck on as normal-- there's a bakery in Chimer that sees fresh bread and pastries every morning before dawn, come rain, hail, or dragons, in a sort of work ethic stoicism that doesn't so much ignore the threat of the siege as it does attempt to contribute a little normalcy. (He stops there first.) Others have shut down completely - Bluejay isn't couriering shit, which Sunny was alright with. Most of his colleagues retreated to safety, and those that could still travel around safely - mostly himself and the girl with the broomstick - continued to do so. And then there's the halfway trend, as with SMB Radio, which limp on, adapting to the situation, providing a service they weren't before.

Sunny travels by bike, today. Extreme demonstrations of magic are not what he's accustomed to using every day, and he prefers, a little, the mundane rattle of the vehicle beneath his hands than effortlessness. When the street is trecherous from debris or otherwise, he carries it on his back.

Outside the station, he locks up the bike, holds onto the little white cardboard box he's brought with him, and texts the following to Jae:

Hello I am outside **/