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Cal nodded, trying not to let herself seem too relieved. She watched as the man slipped away through the crowd, then went purposefully in the opposite direction. She wanted...
She hadn't really thought that far ahead, had she? Just get out, and then figure out the rest.
She decided she would visit the fifth district.
After an hour or so of walking in which, thankfully, noone else recognised her, she reached the ferry, silently applauding herself when her fabricated story convinced the orderlies to let her aboard the ferry.
She found herself amongst the rough, crowded streets of the 'slums' of the city, looking over the shambles of stalls around her, smiling at the passers by, whose general reaction was to stare at the ground, or quicken their pace as they passed her.
It made her heart sink to see it. She continued through the district, but felt more and more regret at doing it.
How coud her mother let people live like this? In this fear?
There was no friendly conversation, or if there was it was hushed and stopped abruptly when anyone came too close, noone smiled.
This was horrible.

(ooc: sorry for short post rpg keeps screwing up and deleting my posts =[ )