She is very aware there are worse places to be -- but them being any worse doesn't make Baedal any better, and she just can't find it in her to ever settle down while she's here. It is not, necessarily, the entrapment that has her looking for a way out, although that too -- she doesn't do well in prisons -- but the city itself. Everything about it. Violence, corruption on a massive scale, the danger so often swept under a sickly smiling veneer.
Laura does not do well with injustice.
She touches her hands to the railing and leans over it precariously, breathes in. There's a light wind and she can pick up a lot of scents from this high; it's calming to be so aware of what's going on around her. In control.
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She is very aware there are worse places to be -- but them being any worse doesn't make Baedal any better, and she just can't find it in her to ever settle down while she's here. It is not, necessarily, the entrapment that has her looking for a way out, although that too -- she doesn't do well in prisons -- but the city itself. Everything about it. Violence, corruption on a massive scale, the danger so often swept under a sickly smiling veneer.
Laura does not do well with injustice.
She touches her hands to the railing and leans over it precariously, breathes in. There's a light wind and she can pick up a lot of scents from this high; it's calming to be so aware of what's going on around her. In control.