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[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5309379]Abbott's CS[/url]
[hider=Abbott's Status][color=orange]Abbott's Location:[/color]
Centennial Park, Metropolis

[color=orange]Abbott's Mood:[/color]
Neutral

[color=orange]Abbott's Status:[/color]
Healthy

[color=orange]Abbott's Inventory:[/color]
Smartphone
Tattered Bandana
Sunglasses

[color=orange]Abbott's Mentions:[/color]
[@TheElenaFisher][@thatguyinastore]

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In contrast to Gotham City, Metropolis has always been a relatively safer place to set foot on. With the sheer amount of superheroes patrolling the city 24/7, hooligans simply don't see committing these crimes as worth the trouble, so they migrate toward cities more vulnerable - cities like Gotham City. The only villains who even attempt to rear their head toward the various forms of protection are the supervillains who can, at least, match the superheroes’ level.

It was a nice change of pace for Abbott.

Centennial Park was the most calm the ex-sailor had experienced in a long time. Even after returning home for a short period after his encounter with Voss in Chicago, Abbott could never truly let his guard down. Even within the capital city of Shell Island, any previous members of the Phantoms were continuously hunted down by city police. He was always migrating to new locations with the Osteon once their cover was blown. Which was… every few months, if they were fortunate.

Even being out in the open was frightening enough for Abbott. He's become somewhat used to it now over the past few days since he'd arrived here, but it still makes him shift in the spot as passersby gawk at him. He had to convince himself numerous times that it wasn't because he was a Phantom: he was not of this world. He didn't belong here, and neither did Voss.

Abbott knew Voss was somewhere here. At least, somewhere in this world. He'd tracked the sea captain down and took a second chance at rehabilitating Voss. That time in Chicago was nothing short of an absolute failure. But he's determined to give aid to Voss, even when the other Osteons doubt him and Voss shows signs of no return. After all Voss did to Abbott over the years. Foolish? Probably.

In any case, Abbott took this excess time alone to treat himself and enjoy the peace and quiet. The young man was anxious to find Voss, both in a positive and a negative way, but Abbott knew it was probably best to take in the beautiful scenery while he still can. For the last hour or so, Abbott lay across a bench facing the Superman statue, where he was close to falling to a peaceful slumber. It was tempting, but his underlying fear in such a strange place was keeping him from doing so.

Here's to hoping nobody else wants his seat.

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