No one is watching, for the moment; the corridor is deserted.
The air is cool, filtered, though as they're moving down the hallway, a breath of hotter, humid wind comes. Plourr smiles, faintly, and she crooks a finger at Ajedrez as she steps to the keypad on the wall beside a nondescript door, and she taps it lightly. The door rolls back, and a small balcony lies beyond.
The sky is black with clouds, the rain pouring down in thick sheets, drumming on the balcony and rails. It's pouring down on the lush palace gardens directly below the balcony, and then the capital city beyond that, buildings largely white, low-lying, and grouped in graceful clusters. Beyond the city, far in the distance, the jungles are thick and green on the horizon.
With the door open, the thundering of the pounding rain comes roaring in, as does the muggy heat and the scent of exotic flowers. This is Plourr and Rial's world.
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The air is cool, filtered, though as they're moving down the hallway, a breath of hotter, humid wind comes. Plourr smiles, faintly, and she crooks a finger at Ajedrez as she steps to the keypad on the wall beside a nondescript door, and she taps it lightly. The door rolls back, and a small balcony lies beyond.
The sky is black with clouds, the rain pouring down in thick sheets, drumming on the balcony and rails. It's pouring down on the lush palace gardens directly below the balcony, and then the capital city beyond that, buildings largely white, low-lying, and grouped in graceful clusters. Beyond the city, far in the distance, the jungles are thick and green on the horizon.
With the door open, the thundering of the pounding rain comes roaring in, as does the muggy heat and the scent of exotic flowers. This is Plourr and Rial's world.