08-28-2014, 01:07 PM
"Sure. I'd like that. Anywhere you want to go?"
Aria shook her head. "Just don't want to go home or do what I should be doing. Walking's just something I do. No rhyme, no reason."
Aria laughed, she did have reason, but nothing he'd understand really. "Kinda how I found your shop. Wandering the streets for no particular reason."
Aria started walking down the street. "Your customers drew me in. I'm glad they did."
Aria wasn't exactly sure he'd understand why, she'd verbalize it if necessary. The pain of their tattoos, any pain drew her in. Aria reigned in her senses. She didn't really want to be drawn anywhere else. It was safe, for once in her life she felt safe with someone else. It was fear that she spread her senses, more to the fact there there was always some kind of monster lurking in the depths of the shadows, they weren't all myths and legends. Girls were raped all the time. People kidnapped and later found dead. And there definitely was no shortage of that with the so called 'butcher' on the loose. Monsters were everywhere, and they could jump out at you with out a moments notice.
Aria didn't really know what else to say, walking she usually did in silence. Lucas was good company, she hoped it wasn't boring him. Having a friend was a new thing, a pretty big new thing. Victor and Marie made it feel more than what it was. Aria knew there was more to it than that though. Even Thalia had commented on it back in Lucas' shop.
As if the thought had made it happen, Aria saw the street sign that lead to the Army of Snowmen Thalia had mentioned. And it made Aria blush. She hadn't intended to walk here, not purposefully anyway. But it was here now and it she wanted to see them. Aria smiled. "Thalia's snowmen are up ahead. Should see them since we are here already."
Inside Aria's little bubble around her she knew a man was drunk against the wall of a nearby building. She paid little attention to him.
Lucas saw the man and frowned, shaking his head. He recognized the situation all too well. Drunk and thrown out of a bar. Probably started a fight. He looked at Aria. Wasn't really much he could do to help, not if the guy was drunk and in the mood to fight. Not that he'd shy away from it, really. But it wasn't worth it. He decided to keep going. He smiled at her and said, "Thal? Oh, the girl at the shop. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea."
Aria smiled and walked ahead a bit. It wasn't that she'd never seen a snow man before. She'd seen kids in Rome build them. But it wasn't something that she'd done as a kid. The idea of so many different ones all in one place intrigued her. Something about Lucas made her entire reality change. Things she'd not do, she did, and then when she was alone, it seemed darker by comparison. It was just a weird feeling for Aria.
Aria stopped across the street from the snowmen, it was too close to the drunk man, but it was a good spot to see them all. Aria knelt down and picked up a handful of snow. She never played in the snow. It was just another childhood memory she didn't have.
Aria grinned as she balled up the snow and stood up. Aria started to throw the newly formed ball at Lucas, but just as she released it his own had struck her in the chest. Aria hoped the leather of his coat would be fine, but her ball has left her hand and flew in the general direction of the drunk man they had been trying to avoid.
Aria shook her head. "Just don't want to go home or do what I should be doing. Walking's just something I do. No rhyme, no reason."
Aria laughed, she did have reason, but nothing he'd understand really. "Kinda how I found your shop. Wandering the streets for no particular reason."
Aria started walking down the street. "Your customers drew me in. I'm glad they did."
Aria wasn't exactly sure he'd understand why, she'd verbalize it if necessary. The pain of their tattoos, any pain drew her in. Aria reigned in her senses. She didn't really want to be drawn anywhere else. It was safe, for once in her life she felt safe with someone else. It was fear that she spread her senses, more to the fact there there was always some kind of monster lurking in the depths of the shadows, they weren't all myths and legends. Girls were raped all the time. People kidnapped and later found dead. And there definitely was no shortage of that with the so called 'butcher' on the loose. Monsters were everywhere, and they could jump out at you with out a moments notice.
Aria didn't really know what else to say, walking she usually did in silence. Lucas was good company, she hoped it wasn't boring him. Having a friend was a new thing, a pretty big new thing. Victor and Marie made it feel more than what it was. Aria knew there was more to it than that though. Even Thalia had commented on it back in Lucas' shop.
As if the thought had made it happen, Aria saw the street sign that lead to the Army of Snowmen Thalia had mentioned. And it made Aria blush. She hadn't intended to walk here, not purposefully anyway. But it was here now and it she wanted to see them. Aria smiled. "Thalia's snowmen are up ahead. Should see them since we are here already."
Inside Aria's little bubble around her she knew a man was drunk against the wall of a nearby building. She paid little attention to him.
Lucas saw the man and frowned, shaking his head. He recognized the situation all too well. Drunk and thrown out of a bar. Probably started a fight. He looked at Aria. Wasn't really much he could do to help, not if the guy was drunk and in the mood to fight. Not that he'd shy away from it, really. But it wasn't worth it. He decided to keep going. He smiled at her and said, "Thal? Oh, the girl at the shop. Yeah, that sounds like a good idea."
Aria smiled and walked ahead a bit. It wasn't that she'd never seen a snow man before. She'd seen kids in Rome build them. But it wasn't something that she'd done as a kid. The idea of so many different ones all in one place intrigued her. Something about Lucas made her entire reality change. Things she'd not do, she did, and then when she was alone, it seemed darker by comparison. It was just a weird feeling for Aria.
Aria stopped across the street from the snowmen, it was too close to the drunk man, but it was a good spot to see them all. Aria knelt down and picked up a handful of snow. She never played in the snow. It was just another childhood memory she didn't have.
Aria grinned as she balled up the snow and stood up. Aria started to throw the newly formed ball at Lucas, but just as she released it his own had struck her in the chest. Aria hoped the leather of his coat would be fine, but her ball has left her hand and flew in the general direction of the drunk man they had been trying to avoid.