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[buttercup_eater]

The bus finally comes to a stop deep in the city and Chara hurries to get off, hoping it looks like they know where they're going. The truth is, they have a terrible urge to stand around and gawk: the buildings here are enormous- not as tall as Mt. Ebbot probably, but it's hard to be sure when you're looking at them- and there are lights everywhere, and signs, and advertisements, hundreds of names that Chara doesn't recognize: Jupiter's Palace, See Christian Théry Perform Live!, 7 Wonders Casino & Dining, Waleys, Burton Grand Vacations, and more and more, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Unfortunately, there's also pouring rain and wind tonight, and Chara's hardly out of the bus and subtly gawking at everything before a sudden gust of wind cuts a chill through their thin raincoat and sends raindrops sliding down their neck. Biting their lip, they duck into the nearest bus shelter, then take a surreptitious look at the other people inside.

As much of a country mouse as they feel right now, they're not so dumb that they're not going to beware of all the strangers everywhere.