After a few more minutes of running, Moth finally ran out of energy and slumped forward, hands on knees.  A few people milled around him, either not noticing or not caring about the small young man covered in sweat and on the verge of blacking out.  It was his first real field assignment with the partnership, and he had already screwed it up.  He shuffled towards the nearest section of wall and fell backwards against it, sliding into a sitting position.  His heart pounded in his ears.  He gazed out towards the open expanse and it all came back to him.  A torrent of birds rose from somewhere far away and scattered into the air.  The clouds were already turning from pink and orange into a silky bluish white as the sun continued to rise over the opposite end of the Wall.  It was still early in the morning and the tourists were scarce; moreso in an area so close to construction.

Moth tapped a keyboard and pulled up an image of his Sigil of Stamina.  He concentrated, and tried his best to clear his mind, and hoped.  Someday he would get there.  Someday he would be sitting in one of those offices, numbers dancing in his head and the world displayed in formulas and graphs before him.  Someday he would make partner.  Cyan, Magenta, Yellow, Brown, and Piper, LLC.  The Sigil glowed.

Moth took a deep breath and exhaled, shaking.  The sweat cooled and his heart returned to almost a normal rhythm.

[@drewccapp]"All is not lost in this venture. I get at least two pretty sights today."

Directly across from him, a young couple with their backs to him flirted openly.  A young woman nearby sniffled loudly as she looked out over the valley and clutched a book to her chest.  Another woman stood nearby and snapped pictures.  Not of the view, like he expected, but of people.  Weird.

[@Eodwyn Aether]"Relax boss lady, I’m sure by the time the inspector or whatever he is called arrives everything will be done."

Boss lady?  Moth's spirits perked up.

[@Tojin]"Um, excuse me. Are you in charge here?"
[@OnlyThePie]"You rang boss?"

A little girl who crinkled was tugging on a worker's sleeve.  Another worker was trying to get her attention.  Looking closer, Moth noticed several people surrounding her.  He suddenly got the feeling of something just below the surface, like a large bubble in a pot of boiling water rising to the top.  Or a bomb about to go off.  Moth pulled his knees to his chest and subconsciously pressed himself against the wall.