Eventually, Fenris grew tired of stalking no one in particular.
Not that there was much else to do, he thought as he retraced his steps. He didn't care much for what little New Moore had to offer. Fenris hadn't done anything to seek employment or education, only halfheartedly paid attention to the network, and rarely participated in such events as these. Initially, he thought the markers game would provide him some distraction from what had become the mundane in his life, but he now vacillated between enjoying the sport of it and treating it like a life-or-death mission. He couldn't even remember what had possessed him to sign himself up in the first place.
So with a sigh he decided to return to his apartment. He'd just have to find something else to do. Of course, if he couldn't, he always had an obnoxious fish-boy of a roommate to patronize. Sometimes, he wondered if that would ever get old.
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Not that there was much else to do, he thought as he retraced his steps. He didn't care much for what little New Moore had to offer. Fenris hadn't done anything to seek employment or education, only halfheartedly paid attention to the network, and rarely participated in such events as these. Initially, he thought the markers game would provide him some distraction from what had become the mundane in his life, but he now vacillated between enjoying the sport of it and treating it like a life-or-death mission. He couldn't even remember what had possessed him to sign himself up in the first place.
So with a sigh he decided to return to his apartment. He'd just have to find something else to do. Of course, if he couldn't, he always had an obnoxious fish-boy of a roommate to patronize. Sometimes, he wondered if that would ever get old.