01-12-2015, 10:09 PM
Toying with time
Caira's muscles were tense, at the ready and repulsed suddenly by an unforeseen force causing her to move out of the way, (sensory basic) dodging as suddenly whatever approached came through the bushes! Her cat-like instincts were speedy, but her body moved a fraction of a second slower than it was used to, her dexterity limited by the unfamiliar weight of the gravity in the Omniverse. She cursed to herself, resentment still residing under her tongue and it was evident she was keen to having the advantage of speed when moving.
Her eyes still, traced the movement, cat-like and glowing with perception. As the scene unfolded before her eyes, she saw the tumbling of a person! It appeared they had fallen from their mounted mechanism! The mechanism, a scooter, but something Caira would categorize as a wagon, had rolled over her map in its disarray, and the wipe out perpetuated with the spinning of the small wheels on the vehicle.
Caira's horse had stirred some, but trotted back to her side a moment after the excitement occurred. Caira herself stood and greeted the newcomer, with a regarding posture. The person-whom had fallen and picked themselves up in one fell swoop! She analyzed the technology of the mechanism and it appeared to be after her time of advancement, she almost marveled, but was brought to her senses as the weight and smooth sensation of sunglasses reminded her of an obligation: to remain hidden. She quickly placed them over her still gleaming eyes, so that the light they emitted would be dimmed and she might remain anonymous. The fact that they glowed was still unnatural to the places she had seen in this Verse and her last.
Lastly Caira's ears were reached with the greeting of a fragile hello, she looked over not expecting to see such a small kid match up with the image of the blurred figure that had crash landed- that same girl appeared to be vibrant with a quality she couldn't quite place. "Ah! Hello! Caira realized she might have kept her waiting, and a wave of serenity quelled her tense- but still attentively prepared- muscles. "Are you alright, traveler?" She asserted her attention to any damage done and had approached wirh categorizing her as a traveler, not wanting to demean the girl's personage by classifying her by her age, as Caira herself was only eighteen of old.
Caira slowly approached a little closer, somewhat curiously inspecting the girl, strawberry pink hair, and pondered it's lovely shade as she leaned over to pick up her slightly crumpled map. Not necessarily keeping turning her attention away as she faced the ground. As her posture straightened again, her smile that greeted wordlessly, No harm done here and used her dense grip to straighten the wrinkled paper flawlessly and displayed the paper, better and smoother than before, that is- before it was quite evident there was blood on the map.
Caira noticed a little too late, and by that point there was no hiding it, her immediate thoughts to reassure the girl were Don't worry, it's not mine and realized that wouldn't be adequate to fit this situation either.
Caira's muscles were tense, at the ready and repulsed suddenly by an unforeseen force causing her to move out of the way, (sensory basic) dodging as suddenly whatever approached came through the bushes! Her cat-like instincts were speedy, but her body moved a fraction of a second slower than it was used to, her dexterity limited by the unfamiliar weight of the gravity in the Omniverse. She cursed to herself, resentment still residing under her tongue and it was evident she was keen to having the advantage of speed when moving.
Her eyes still, traced the movement, cat-like and glowing with perception. As the scene unfolded before her eyes, she saw the tumbling of a person! It appeared they had fallen from their mounted mechanism! The mechanism, a scooter, but something Caira would categorize as a wagon, had rolled over her map in its disarray, and the wipe out perpetuated with the spinning of the small wheels on the vehicle.
Caira's horse had stirred some, but trotted back to her side a moment after the excitement occurred. Caira herself stood and greeted the newcomer, with a regarding posture. The person-whom had fallen and picked themselves up in one fell swoop! She analyzed the technology of the mechanism and it appeared to be after her time of advancement, she almost marveled, but was brought to her senses as the weight and smooth sensation of sunglasses reminded her of an obligation: to remain hidden. She quickly placed them over her still gleaming eyes, so that the light they emitted would be dimmed and she might remain anonymous. The fact that they glowed was still unnatural to the places she had seen in this Verse and her last.
Lastly Caira's ears were reached with the greeting of a fragile hello, she looked over not expecting to see such a small kid match up with the image of the blurred figure that had crash landed- that same girl appeared to be vibrant with a quality she couldn't quite place. "Ah! Hello! Caira realized she might have kept her waiting, and a wave of serenity quelled her tense- but still attentively prepared- muscles. "Are you alright, traveler?" She asserted her attention to any damage done and had approached wirh categorizing her as a traveler, not wanting to demean the girl's personage by classifying her by her age, as Caira herself was only eighteen of old.
Caira slowly approached a little closer, somewhat curiously inspecting the girl, strawberry pink hair, and pondered it's lovely shade as she leaned over to pick up her slightly crumpled map. Not necessarily keeping turning her attention away as she faced the ground. As her posture straightened again, her smile that greeted wordlessly, No harm done here and used her dense grip to straighten the wrinkled paper flawlessly and displayed the paper, better and smoother than before, that is- before it was quite evident there was blood on the map.
Caira noticed a little too late, and by that point there was no hiding it, her immediate thoughts to reassure the girl were Don't worry, it's not mine and realized that wouldn't be adequate to fit this situation either.
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