[ If Bellamy's mind bleeds at times, Steve's is quiet in comparison, muffled behind red bricks and cracked plaster walls. Not perfect by far, but practiced.
The hand at his ear lowers and he gives a nod - he doesn't mind company. The teenagers bark out laughter as someone - an attendant, makes a half-hearted attempt to break up the disturbance. ]
It's getting tense out on the street. [ Another nod at the scene before switching his attention back to the sphere where his avatar is loaded up. It's not just kids tearing down posters either, the train Steve rode here on today had some anti-synth graffiti painted along the doors. Extraspace's been littered with worse from both sides of the argument. Gives him a headache trying to read through most of it, easy to fall into the mob of angry and hostile commentators. ]
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The hand at his ear lowers and he gives a nod - he doesn't mind company. The teenagers bark out laughter as someone - an attendant, makes a half-hearted attempt to break up the disturbance. ]
It's getting tense out on the street. [ Another nod at the scene before switching his attention back to the sphere where his avatar is loaded up. It's not just kids tearing down posters either, the train Steve rode here on today had some anti-synth graffiti painted along the doors. Extraspace's been littered with worse from both sides of the argument. Gives him a headache trying to read through most of it, easy to fall into the mob of angry and hostile commentators. ]