08-25-2011, 03:56 PM
Arye Cybelle had a good feeling about Trenton. As chen-tao, she had accustomed herself to most of Ichika no-Hoen in the months she had settled here with Pripyat Soul. Now the yearling was exploring the abandoned housing within Trenton. There was an apartment complex not too far away where she knew some of her fellow Ichikians now had homes. Arye herself had not settled any one place yet, but she had taken a great liking to Trenton in general. She didn't know how Pripyat felt about this particular part of Ichika. He didn't generally hold his cards close to his chest, and they spoke freely and often together, but it had not come up. Arye was not dissatisfied with their current situation; they would often sleep under the stars or seek shelter in lean-to shelters, always together, whenever they decided to rest. The world was their home, under the wide open sky.
But right now, the wide open sky was beginning to pour rain. The honey-eyed girl sucked in a swift breath when she felt the first cool drop fall on her cream colored pelt. The lithe girl turned her eyes toward potential shelters, but heard once more the peculiar sound on this street of rubber against concrete. It was a discreet sound, not annoying at all, but strange. The mystery solved itself when she found a white girl with a discolored leg propped up on a strange device that held her in a seated position. How in the world did that work? Arye had never seen such a contraption in her life.
It became clear that the other girl could navigate the streets within the chair by pulling herself to make the wheels turn. How very odd! She noticed that she was trying to hurry away from the rainfall. Arye approached her quickly as even more rain drops fell on her shoulders and face. "Do you need help getting out of here? We could go in there," Arye said, pointing to small duplex style house with a low sitting porch. She didn't know how they'd get the seat contraption up there, but Arye thought this girl must know how to do that. The cream colored girl tried to touch the wheels as the younger, white girl had, but found that she could not move the chair as easily.
But right now, the wide open sky was beginning to pour rain. The honey-eyed girl sucked in a swift breath when she felt the first cool drop fall on her cream colored pelt. The lithe girl turned her eyes toward potential shelters, but heard once more the peculiar sound on this street of rubber against concrete. It was a discreet sound, not annoying at all, but strange. The mystery solved itself when she found a white girl with a discolored leg propped up on a strange device that held her in a seated position. How in the world did that work? Arye had never seen such a contraption in her life.
It became clear that the other girl could navigate the streets within the chair by pulling herself to make the wheels turn. How very odd! She noticed that she was trying to hurry away from the rainfall. Arye approached her quickly as even more rain drops fell on her shoulders and face. "Do you need help getting out of here? We could go in there," Arye said, pointing to small duplex style house with a low sitting porch. She didn't know how they'd get the seat contraption up there, but Arye thought this girl must know how to do that. The cream colored girl tried to touch the wheels as the younger, white girl had, but found that she could not move the chair as easily.