Danny's sitting on a gargoyle, looking out over the city. It's kind of pretty, in a gloomy way, and there's enough ectoplasm in the air he might just stay in this city that the Realms tossed him out to.
He picks another pebble out of a chip in the old stone beast's head, and tosses it out into the street, startling a bit when he accidentally hits someone with it. "Oh- sorry!"
After a beat, though, the scrappy teen leans forward, squinting. He's pretty sure he's seen that hair before. Or at least something about this person.
"..Hey, weird question for you. Have you ever been to Amity Park?"
-@doubledeadboy
“Ah it’s okay, didnt even hurt”
Artem runs a hand through their hair making sure there’s no dirt in it from the pebble. They picked a poor day to not wear a hat but at least they had all their protective charms on so it didn’t hurt.
The question causes them to tilt their head
“Amity…? Yeah I’ve been there a few times, my little cousin and her family have a place there and I used to visit with my mom back when she was still… around.. anyways why do you ask?”
Artem tries to hastily change the subject not wanting to linger on the topic of death with a random teen, redirecting it back to the teen and why he asked them about Amity Park of all places
