[ An elevator is waiting for him in the lobby, which takes him up to a fully furnished floor, judging by the halls. If he follows his map to Exael's door, he'll find her apartment unlocked. It's cavernous, which isn't a descriptor you'd expect to apply to any apartment in any Tokyo, but there you go. She has her ceiling tented with fabric and the walls, alternating wide pastel stripes, a trapeze (why), a wall that's pink neon signs and lava lamps, and out her window is a view of the place you were just at before— those spires and stars are distinctive.
She's hanging upside-down from her trapeze, phone in one hand.
He can see she looks a little worse for wear. She's got a bloody lip, gold ichor crusted at the side, and her skin seems kind of see-through luminescent in places. Maybe they're bruises and she waves at him with the hand holding the phone ]
no subject
She's hanging upside-down from her trapeze, phone in one hand.
He can see she looks a little worse for wear. She's got a bloody lip, gold ichor crusted at the side, and her skin seems kind of see-through luminescent in places. Maybe they're bruises and she waves at him with the hand holding the phone ]
And so our guest arrives!