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Technically speaking, Lucille wasn't even supposed to be this far out of town, and he could see the docks from here. He couldn't help himself- wandering was just what he did.
Pale sand shifted beneath his worn out sneakers. It crunched under his makeshift cane as he dug it into the sand as he took heavy, slow step after step, scanning the beach for any sign of movement. One hand kept jumping to his pocket, hovering over his cassette player, before slowly laying back over his cane again. He'd be in trouble if he had to run, and although he wasn't all that great at fighting...
His attention snapped to a silhouette in the distance. Not plastic, nor a traffikrab, and certainly not a bulky old crate. It couldn't be a... person, could it?
All caution promptly forgotten, Lucy stumbled towards the figure. You could never be to careful- it was more than worth checking, right?
Pale sand shifted beneath his worn out sneakers. It crunched under his makeshift cane as he dug it into the sand as he took heavy, slow step after step, scanning the beach for any sign of movement. One hand kept jumping to his pocket, hovering over his cassette player, before slowly laying back over his cane again. He'd be in trouble if he had to run, and although he wasn't all that great at fighting...
His attention snapped to a silhouette in the distance. Not plastic, nor a traffikrab, and certainly not a bulky old crate. It couldn't be a... person, could it?
All caution promptly forgotten, Lucy stumbled towards the figure. You could never be to careful- it was more than worth checking, right?