Post by kirsi on Aug 22, 2013 23:30:16 GMT -5
LOST SOUL, STRONG MIND
The noise from the lively city follows her even to this side-street. Though the crowds are saved for the heartline paths that cut through the middle of Castelia, this one is still cluttered with those who branch off to get to work, or simple those who need some quiet and a break from their bustling neighbors. She's no exception in the latter respect, but something quieter like this is easier for the young woman to get around. Her first time in Castelia has left her surprised by the amount of people. She had expected many, but this was different altogether.
Light fingertips brush against the brick wall she uses to guide her down the path. There's no sense, in her mind, to have a pokemon out when it might get trodden upon by somebody too hurried to look down where they walk. She'll accept sightlessness for the time, until she gets someplace that is less cluttered. The Medium sighs quietly and expands the range of her 'sense' slightly, to keep a safe distance between her and others. A new wave of emotions from the people she's now included are felt, and she takes some comfort in the contentedness of most minds.
The wall beneath her hand indents slightly, and Kirsi pauses, ears focusing on the sound of running water over the voices and other noises of the city around her. She's heading toward the heart of Castelia, toward the tiny park with the fountain. She steps forward, brushing roughly against one smaller than herself. "Oh...!" comes the quiet word, her voice soft. "I apologize..." The distraction of focusing upon the sound of the fountain had brought her senses all the way back to her - unable to feel the presence of another even a meter before herself.
Light fingertips brush against the brick wall she uses to guide her down the path. There's no sense, in her mind, to have a pokemon out when it might get trodden upon by somebody too hurried to look down where they walk. She'll accept sightlessness for the time, until she gets someplace that is less cluttered. The Medium sighs quietly and expands the range of her 'sense' slightly, to keep a safe distance between her and others. A new wave of emotions from the people she's now included are felt, and she takes some comfort in the contentedness of most minds.
The wall beneath her hand indents slightly, and Kirsi pauses, ears focusing on the sound of running water over the voices and other noises of the city around her. She's heading toward the heart of Castelia, toward the tiny park with the fountain. She steps forward, brushing roughly against one smaller than herself. "Oh...!" comes the quiet word, her voice soft. "I apologize..." The distraction of focusing upon the sound of the fountain had brought her senses all the way back to her - unable to feel the presence of another even a meter before herself.
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