Sabia: *wonders why it is that no one plays anymore*
Sabia: *sits quietly*
Airehannaha: *sighs*
Tasya Dunyasha: *Black pump's had pierced through a coke can as she came off the street. Grunting slightly she clutched the side of the junkyard's fence to pry the can off her heal.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *The moment the can left her hand she was digging through a printed Prada hand bag to retrieve her hand sanitizer. She was careful to shake her fur lined jacket below her wrists as not to catch even a fiber of it on the sanitizer.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *Iced blue eyes glanced slowly around at the entry. Looked as filthy as ever. Black hair bounced with the faint shake of her head as she took a breath of the putrid scented air and headed in.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *Surprising she remembered her way through the maze, pausing on occasion to have a listen, hearing nothing she continued onwards.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *The clearing had been reached, circling it once before slowly taking baby steps in. Once almost certain no one was there she approached first the washing machine that usually contained soda's.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *Another not so pleased noise escaped her throat as the lid shut, finding it empty. Someone was bound to be around so she decided to head to one of the pulled-out car seats.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *Before sitting, however she pulled a take-along package of tissues from her purse, spreading them one-by-one over the seat prior to her derrier coming in contact with it.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *Her purse was held on her lap, sitting straight backed, waiting now for - anyone.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *Her patience was lacking however. She lasted about two minutes in a stilled position before her nails slowly started to tap against her bag.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *She had checked her watch 5 time's in the 15 minute's she had sat there. It did no good. Standing, she brushed off her coat first, then collected the tissues like they were diseased. They were clasped between her thumb and index, held at arm's length. Though in a junkyard she still found a small space to stick them, just to avoid them blowing off.*
Tasya Dunyasha: *Tasya left the junk yard, dosing herself in perfume the moment she had exited. After perfuming she once more reapplied hand sanitizer to her digits then began to walk down the street*