07-29-2013, 06:50 PM
ooc: That's good I don't mind
Aria was in awe of the sub-terrain system of trains. It was rare for it to be clean much less pristine as it was. It was an awesome sight, but Aria kept her head in the game this time. She allowed a few moments of awe in between her awareness of her surroundings. It was difficult, but she tried. She kept her mind in the emptiness her father taught her, but it wasn't easy. There was so much. Even the train ride hardly bothered her.
On the hustle and bustle of the train Aria tried not to bump into people, but it was inevitable. Holding on to the handles and standing up in a crowd was difficult at best. Aria had to focus her mind on other things on something other than the people. Maybe conversation would help. Maybe Rune would be more forth coming in the semi-privateness of a crowd who didn't care to mess with a girl with swords and the other with pink hair and a tough look. She smiled, they had to be a sight.
She leaned in close so it was barely a whisper, "What's the interest in the snake biting its own tail?" It was best not to say strange things, strange things got noticed, weird things got noticed, they didn't need anymore attention to them.
Aria was in awe of the sub-terrain system of trains. It was rare for it to be clean much less pristine as it was. It was an awesome sight, but Aria kept her head in the game this time. She allowed a few moments of awe in between her awareness of her surroundings. It was difficult, but she tried. She kept her mind in the emptiness her father taught her, but it wasn't easy. There was so much. Even the train ride hardly bothered her.
On the hustle and bustle of the train Aria tried not to bump into people, but it was inevitable. Holding on to the handles and standing up in a crowd was difficult at best. Aria had to focus her mind on other things on something other than the people. Maybe conversation would help. Maybe Rune would be more forth coming in the semi-privateness of a crowd who didn't care to mess with a girl with swords and the other with pink hair and a tough look. She smiled, they had to be a sight.
She leaned in close so it was barely a whisper, "What's the interest in the snake biting its own tail?" It was best not to say strange things, strange things got noticed, weird things got noticed, they didn't need anymore attention to them.