Setting
The structures themselves reflected a long history of turmoil. In some places buildings were patched from explosions, in others just the foundation remain. Between the deli's sat bunkers, and even the yards of the residents boasted doors to underground escapes, their roofs holding turrets high. Either way, it was apparent by the architecture that Wing City would be standing for a while.
Like any suburbopolis, the traffic was horrible. The only real time to drive was at night, when the hover-bike gangs and hot-rodders took their wheels for a spin.
...still, beat being mobbed by vampires. The youth sipped at his lemonade and enjoyed the relative calm.
The Rune Scrit had, as per usual, a book in front of her (the Advanced Logarithmic Theory, Volume 7 today) and a glass of orange juice near her left hand.