Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-30202748-20170508035817/@comment-29264888-20170521024750

(I need to remember, Are we in Vale?)

(I also realized that Vale is supposedly, geometrically flat.)

After driving for a little while longer, they went past the major cluster of the city and entered the upperside's residential area. They drove up a large hill that was covered from the base up with elaborate, geometrically-designed houses for the wealthy; every one made with materials alien to the architecture of the lower classes.

The car approached the gates to one of the larger homes near the top; made with fancy wrought iron and decorative grey stone cement. The home behind it looked like a cut out from a magazine; it was breathtaking. The roofs were flat and the doors were wide as it was tall. The windows took up entire walls with only polished steel beams and the rising floors to break them into yet more rectangles. The look would have been entirely metallic, like a tiny down-town skyscraper had it not been for the cedar beams of the external porches and the matching raised plant beds containing only white blooms.

The young man continued up to the call box beside the gate and rolled down his window. Reaching out to press one of the few buttons that were assorted on the machine, he began to speak, "Hey, it's me."

''"Hm...?" ''A young female's voice mumbled from the box's speakers for a moment before they realized someone was speaking to them. "Oh! Sorry, I was doing something. I was microwaving a snack."

A sigh escaped the his lips. "Can you just open the door? The new one is here."

"That soon? Sure. Just give me a moment... there we go."

The gates slowly opened like doors as the man sat back correctly on his seat and drove through. As he did, he glanced over to Noire, curious of her thoughts.