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[mnt_raph]

*The exit opens to a dark alleyway. Doesn't matter that it's the afternoon, most alleyways are dark. Especially ones in this part of town. The sounds of the city are overwhelmed by the stench of the trash in the cans lining the alley.

Raph takes a deep breath*

Home sweet home.

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[stilljustandrew]

*And some time later, the two are standing on the observation deck at the top of the World Trade Center, looking down at the City.*

*It's nearly sunset. Golden light reflects gemlike off the Empire State building, highest of the forest of spires to the north, and gilds the waters of the two rivers to the east and west, and is thrown back like fire from the torch in the Lady's hand far below.*

[mnt_raph]

i love this city
She cleans up real nice, don't she?

[stilljustandrew]

*softly* Yeah.

*He shivers. Even in the coat, because let's face it, they're a long way up and the winds here can get pretty strong.*

[mnt_raph]

*It doesn't matter how high they are, or how cold the November wind cuts him, Raph still looks like a kid on Christmas morning.

In an instant it's all gone. His expression is closed off, and his voice is quiet over the sound of the wind*

It all goes, doesn't it?

[stilljustandrew]

Uh --

*He lowers his voice. There's a crowd of other people around them, as there has been a crowd of other people around them for pretty much the entire day.*

The World Trade Center, yeah.

Not the rest of it.

[mnt_raph]

maybe not here though, right? i mean, lots of stuff happens in lots of other places...and not all of it happens here. so maybe this is just another one of those things? you think?

[stilljustandrew]

...Could be. I guess ...

I don't know. But yeah, it could be. Maybe in this universe they don't.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph smiles slightly at this*
yeah, that's right. in this one they don't.
not on my watch.

[stilljustandrew]

Yeah.

*The sun has dipped below the horizon by now. The entire western sky is rose and golden, and the city lights are beginning to come out like stars.*

...We should probably go back soon.

[mnt_raph]

yeah.
*he takes a deep breath*

Yeah, better get you home before Meg puts your mug on a milk carton.

*just before going back inside the building, he glances back at the city. What do you call it if it doesn't feel like home anymore?*