Originally Posted by A-L

The airship arrived at the landing dock atop the newly built station just as the last remnants of light faded (Sentence too long - break it up). Elina stretched and yawned as she forced herself to her feet.

The other passenger beside her grabbed his bag and left their compartment (hastily). Elina soon followed. Fleetingly, she wondered why the man had been in such a rush. However intriguing his ventures may have been to contemplate upon, Elina threw them (Doesn't seem right to throw something out of your mind, I'd suggest describing it in a different way) from here mind and focused on where she would find this man.

She knew already that he had taken up residence in on the Grounds of the Artists, but other than that she had very little information (on the man).

As she proceeded down the steps of the air docks she wondered why he was so important to her master’s cause. His urgency had been frightening. Rarely did he (ever) show so much interest in someone. This mysterious character made her wonder, and his past was apparently questionable or ‘dark’ as her master had referred to it.

This alone made her uneasy. Something was going to erupt within the Metropolis, and Elina was unsure of (just) what. (but she knew that) Between her master and his brother a storm was brewing, a storm that in spite of her loyalty, she had no intention of being caught in the rain. Though she was confident in her own abilities,some of the things that she had witnessed shook her, there were people and things within the Metropolis best to be left alone.

Finally she reached the bottom (of) floor of the massive station almost twin to the other across the Murk (in size). This one however, was larger. Gaseous orbs (were) floated about the docks, fighting away the darkness in various colors. Elina sighed. She still had yet to reach her destination, and the Metropolis was vast beyond belief.

She thought of taking another airship, but flying in the air for another dozen or more hours made her feel ill. (Deciding to stay on the ground) Elina headed towards the nearest silver and glass transport station. Though it would take her considerably longer, she could at least stop and sleep in bed. Fortunately for her it wasn’t far.

She headed up a side street accompanied by nothing but her own shadow amidst the glowing orbs. The buildings rose around her, devouring her (whole). She looked up at them as she walked, taking notice of their design and structure. Bridges linked apartment complexes, some on multiple floors. Shops and restaurants hung above her, suspended between buildings.

The preservation of space within the Metropolis was truly amazing. Amazing (Use a different word, you just used amazing) figures of art pronounced themselves from the walls, either atop buildings or from the walls themselves. Art was perhaps the most important feature behind the Metropolis and its residents, everyone appreciated art, and the city was made beautiful by its many (artful) expressions.

The buildings themselves had been built with the most artistic and beautiful expressions of thought. Some of them had been built long ago, and were made of dark material that was now so scarce a mere ounce could be transferred into riches. These buildings, to Elina, emitted a perverse power that repelled her, yet drew her all the same. She wasn’t sure if she was the only one to feel this, or if it were only her imagination, but either way she strayed from the magnificent structures.

As she walked she wondered just how she was supposed to bring this man back with her, far across the Metropolis. She considered whether or not he would even be willing. It didn’t matter, her master had told her to retrieve him and that is what she would do.

But still, the thought of taking him by force didn’t appeal to her nature at all. She sighed to herself. It didn’t matter, she would have him one way or another. With that Elina set out towards the transport station her mind hardened with resolve.