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06.27.2012 - ONE SHOT.
isweartodrunk: (9. hmm)
[When Roxy steps out of the Chaos gate, she was not excepting a greeting from a sunset city. She also was not excepting a change of outfit, nor phone to be gone or her inventory system to have simply vanished. They was no caraspaces; no fires, no nothing, zip nada zilch. The only thing that was a reminder of where she had come from, was her disorientation or her hang over at that. She presses her hand to her head, its bearable, but god it is so annoying and so inconvenience right now.

On the bright side tho, she could totes work with this cute outfit.

 
The weight of the gun on her back makes her shift her feet and pulls her head up to looks at her surroundings. Well, what the fuck should she do now? This certainly wasn't sburb, she could tell by that much, especially since everything she lasted owned was gone and this by far, did not look like her land. She sighs, trying to decided whats the next best thing to do.
 
 
And she guesses that's to take a walk.
 
 
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Can someone please should come help this poor disoriented/hangover girl??]
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