Scene 3 - October 14th

Exterior City, Late Afternoon

Quinn Kaufman

Metahuman History was my last class of the day, so after that awkward conversation I headed home. Normally I would hitch a ride back from the university with my dad, but with him in the hospital it was public transportation. The busses in New Venice terribly fast or reliable, but I should still get back home in time to check on the stew that I had set up before going to college for the day.

In the meantime, I went back to my sketching. My notes for today had only taken up three quarters of the page, so I had lots of room in the margins, and, glancing up on occasion for reference, I began sketching the city’s skyline. After a few minutes, I noticed a figure bounding between the rooftops - bright white costume against the sky, with a billowing red cape - and I couldn’t help but smile. Canaveral was on patrol today.

I added him to my sketch.

Not long after that, the bus arrived, and I had to return the notebook to my bag - no point sketching in a jerky bus. Instead I retrieved my notes from the morning’s Abnormal Anatomy class and began rereading them.