02-18-2018, 04:37 AM
It wasn't like Fukawa hadn't seen the scooter coming.
What did she look, blind? Well, given the glasses, maybe she was closer to that than she'd care to admit. Still, she had ears, at least- she had heard it coming a mile away. She had just... chosen to ignore it. For all she knew this accursed demiplane was some representation of her shattered psyche anyway, and she was simply dreaming- though she'd never had a dream quite this lucid before. Hell, it was debatable she was even this lucid most of her awake life.
And yet she jumped a little bit when the young man- though he wasn't too much older than her- called out to her. 'Those who have guilty consciences startle easier,' her mind mocked. But she shook her head, snapping out of it for just a moment. She needed to pay at least some attention to strangers who walked- or scootered- up to her and asked questions... No matter how little she wanted to talk to anyone right now. Hence, she turned towards the one on the scooter, a big scowl on her face.
"I'm... lost! O-of course I'm lost! There's... N-no way to not be, is there?!" She was growling under her breath, inches away from cursing, by the looks of it. Wow, Touko. You sure are a pleasant person to be around and very welcoming to newcomers who want to talk to you. "There aren't any... Landmarks... O-or really, anything, besides that." She pointed, almost accusingly, towards the Fountain-tower.
Granted, Touko was not thinking things through in an attempt to potentially get on this young man's good side and take his scooter. She was thinking things through as a scared and confused teenager with cavalcade of half a dozen or more mental issues dropped into a seemingly endless void. So maybe it was to be expected that she was not so initially friendly. ...Not that the person who had approached her had any way of knowing that.
What did she look, blind? Well, given the glasses, maybe she was closer to that than she'd care to admit. Still, she had ears, at least- she had heard it coming a mile away. She had just... chosen to ignore it. For all she knew this accursed demiplane was some representation of her shattered psyche anyway, and she was simply dreaming- though she'd never had a dream quite this lucid before. Hell, it was debatable she was even this lucid most of her awake life.
And yet she jumped a little bit when the young man- though he wasn't too much older than her- called out to her. 'Those who have guilty consciences startle easier,' her mind mocked. But she shook her head, snapping out of it for just a moment. She needed to pay at least some attention to strangers who walked- or scootered- up to her and asked questions... No matter how little she wanted to talk to anyone right now. Hence, she turned towards the one on the scooter, a big scowl on her face.
"I'm... lost! O-of course I'm lost! There's... N-no way to not be, is there?!" She was growling under her breath, inches away from cursing, by the looks of it. Wow, Touko. You sure are a pleasant person to be around and very welcoming to newcomers who want to talk to you. "There aren't any... Landmarks... O-or really, anything, besides that." She pointed, almost accusingly, towards the Fountain-tower.
Granted, Touko was not thinking things through in an attempt to potentially get on this young man's good side and take his scooter. She was thinking things through as a scared and confused teenager with cavalcade of half a dozen or more mental issues dropped into a seemingly endless void. So maybe it was to be expected that she was not so initially friendly. ...Not that the person who had approached her had any way of knowing that.
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