by Uncle Pervy » Sun Dec 04, 2005 5:04 am
Kelne is fairly certain that he can navigate his way to AD-10's residence, if the trend of identical city planning keeps up.
The nearby marker place should provides some excellent shade for the weary and the blood-spooked. The air is a bit dry and dusty, but otherwise fresh and good for cleansing the nasal cavities. Those more hardened toward the odor find that the hustle and bustle of the Thalsians provide a lovely distraction. Although hustle and bustle is something of a misnomer, Kelne and Jak have to admit, for dozens of people getting their daily necessities, they are not loud or disorderly. There is talk among what are presumably friends and neghbors, but it is hardly loud, due to no one really needing to shout. People line up in a fairly organized manner, and those milling about seem more prone to do so off to the sides, under the shadows of canvases.
The group recieves their fair share of odd looks, some curious, and some distrustful. A group of children seem especially curious; pointing, glancing over when they don't think anyone is paying attention, and whispering to themselves. It seems some social norms can be found anywhere.
Soon, the smell of violence is but a memory, save for Jeridan, who has to deal with it lingering longer due to his enhanced senses, but finds it much more tolerable in the same hand.