[ There are far worse places to be than in this world, but that doesn't necessarily make her happy. Separated from her friends, forgotten by the world at large - that's a heavy burden for one girl to bare... especially it seems as though those troubles extend here. She finds she has to introduce herself to people two or three times before it seems to stick, and even then, sometimes her housemates and coworkers still forget her name.
But being noticed and approached by eager citizens, even when she doesn't necessarily want to be, is nice. Especially after so long with no one to talk to... And it makes it very hard to say no when they want pictures, or autographs, or to have her test their crazy machines.
The person operating the machine grabs her and another passerby, runs it - and look at that! A 90 percent match. ]
Are we really that compatible...? [ Oh hey, a coupon. Neat. ]
nonah.
A movie? [ Is all it takes before she's eagerly ushered into the gala by overeager civilians. Her hood is up, face mostly obscured, but that doesn't stop people from recognizing her as one of the new imPorts and rushing to make conversation. Some are friendly, asking after her name and her powers, and some...
Some are too friendly. One in particular begins talking a mile a minute about their version of this concept, based off of their fanfiction. At first, she listens because it's polite and because their enthusiasm is catching... but it quickly wears on it. Especially when they start talking about their own imPort and Civillian friendship fanworks and novel ideas.
She's pretty sure you don't make friends by shoving yourself into their life, but hey, what does she know?
Trying to politely excuse herself doesn't really work. She makes a valiant effort to escape into the crowd more than once, but this person has decided she's lonely and needs the company. Talking about how hard it must be to be here all alone, and - and she just grabs the arm of the nearest person. ]
There you are. I've been looking all over for you! Sorry, we've got to go. [ The fan looks disappointed but undetoured. They're finding their imPort best friend tonight, and they disappear back into the crowd. She manages a few steps away, more or less dragging her human escape excuse, before glancing apologetically at the person she'd grabbed. ] Sorry. I didn't really mean to drag you into that, I just didn't know how to get away... you can go if you want.
xion | kingdom hearts
[ There are far worse places to be than in this world, but that doesn't necessarily make her happy. Separated from her friends, forgotten by the world at large - that's a heavy burden for one girl to bare... especially it seems as though those troubles extend here. She finds she has to introduce herself to people two or three times before it seems to stick, and even then, sometimes her housemates and coworkers still forget her name.
But being noticed and approached by eager citizens, even when she doesn't necessarily want to be, is nice. Especially after so long with no one to talk to... And it makes it very hard to say no when they want pictures, or autographs, or to have her test their crazy machines.
The person operating the machine grabs her and another passerby, runs it - and look at that! A 90 percent match. ]
Are we really that compatible...? [ Oh hey, a coupon. Neat. ]
nonah.
A movie? [ Is all it takes before she's eagerly ushered into the gala by overeager civilians. Her hood is up, face mostly obscured, but that doesn't stop people from recognizing her as one of the new imPorts and rushing to make conversation. Some are friendly, asking after her name and her powers, and some...
Some are too friendly. One in particular begins talking a mile a minute about their version of this concept, based off of their fanfiction. At first, she listens because it's polite and because their enthusiasm is catching... but it quickly wears on it. Especially when they start talking about their own imPort and Civillian friendship fanworks and novel ideas.
She's pretty sure you don't make friends by shoving yourself into their life, but hey, what does she know?
Trying to politely excuse herself doesn't really work. She makes a valiant effort to escape into the crowd more than once, but this person has decided she's lonely and needs the company. Talking about how hard it must be to be here all alone, and - and she just grabs the arm of the nearest person. ]
There you are. I've been looking all over for you! Sorry, we've got to go. [ The fan looks disappointed but undetoured. They're finding their imPort best friend tonight, and they disappear back into the crowd. She manages a few steps away, more or less dragging her human escape excuse, before glancing apologetically at the person she'd grabbed. ] Sorry. I didn't really mean to drag you into that, I just didn't know how to get away... you can go if you want.