What a filthy mess this place was, condemned buildings, refuse and rubble in the streets, it actually kind of reminded him of the desolate 'city' in Deepground. It had only been close to 2 years since he was out on his own on the surface, the world had been so... odd for him.
Sable kept his eyes focused only on what was in front of him, the rest of the area he could care less about. He may have been wandering without anywhere to go, but deep down that was just that. He had nowhere to really stay now. He jumped up onto a building loosening his metallic wings so that they fell into a relaxed position against the roof.
He closed his eyes, letting his hands rest against the building's sloped surface. People watching is really boring... I could collect souls, but what is the use now? Not like anything exciting is going on around here. Sable opened his eyes momentarily to look at the smog covered skies. It was close to turning night... maybe. Maybe he could kill time once night fell with a couple assassinations. Maybe that could prove to be worth something.