The humidity is what strikes him first, as he remembers that evening in Shreveport. But here he can smell the sea, and that makes all the difference somehow. (Luckily he's dressed for it, opting to remain shirtless with just a waistcoat.)
The voices and music grow louder as they follow Yrael toward the mouth of the alley. And when they step out onto the street, Emcee's smile grows wide.
It's the perfect time for the lights to be on, for people to be out and about. There's the smell of food wafting through the open doors of restaurants and cafes. And the sound of music coming from seemingly everywhere at once. Emcee immediately wants to pick a melody and follow it to its source.
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Date: 2016-03-21 03:10 pm (UTC)From:The humidity is what strikes him first, as he remembers that evening in Shreveport. But here he can smell the sea, and that makes all the difference somehow. (Luckily he's dressed for it, opting to remain shirtless with just a waistcoat.)
The voices and music grow louder as they follow Yrael toward the mouth of the alley. And when they step out onto the street, Emcee's smile grows wide.
It's the perfect time for the lights to be on, for people to be out and about. There's the smell of food wafting through the open doors of restaurants and cafes. And the sound of music coming from seemingly everywhere at once. Emcee immediately wants to pick a melody and follow it to its source.
"This is marvelous!"