The façade of the opposite skyscraper groaned as Ixchel leaned up against it, blotting out a few windows, sighing and gazing down at her wrist display. She just didn't get why she couldn't just come up to her place in the YellowWater warrior district -at least that way she wouldn't attract a police escort, who still buzzed around her, rather annoyingly able to keep pace with a 60km/h stride. That wasn't even mentioning the hover bike that bounced off her thigh at the edge of the district, almost careening to the streets below before being snatched out of it's plummet by the out-of-place titan. Unfortunately, it's rider seemed to be more upset than grateful.

Ixchel huffed: she would probably get an earful for that, and maybe a bill to add onto her already considerable living expenses. Do they have any idea how much a metric ton and a half of syth-meat a day costs? Her messenger pinged at last -it was Zancla, finally.

"Well you've caused quite a stir, you big beast, you! Just a little further, I can see you..."
Ixchel's head snapped up as she began to scan the rooftops and balconies through the air traffic that seemed to swirl around her body.
"A little warmer, little warmer, there!"

The Warrior's eye finally settled on the tiny form of her date leaning cool-as-can-be on the 20th floor of a small apartment block, beaming across the square at her. Ixchel's face softened as she began to stride across the jumping pavement. **"YOU'RE LUCKY YOU'RE CUTE..."**

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Wanted to try out some more lighting styles and scales when it comes to modern cityscapes. It's not my best background, but I wanted to get some new stuff under my belt. Add a bit of slice-of-life lizzer and we've got a winning combination!