by Abase on January 3rd, 2013, 7:24 am
This place, this city. It was... So much different from what he was used to. The crowds that flowed through the streets, the chattering noise of too many people at once, all of this Abase experienced as he made his way down some street or another.
At close to 7 feet tall the green skinned Akontak could certainly be said to stand out in a crowd, and this he knew all to well, yet despite this he tried his best to act as if all were well and normal in his being in this place where so few of his kind could be found. As he walked Abase tried his best to keep from touching his bare skin to anyone else, lest his gift activate without meaning. It was a bother at times, to always see what every person felt they were best at, and at a time like this when life was confusing already he needed no more addition to the madness.
In his efforts to avoid touching the Akontak found his carefulness to be his downfall, for as he avoided one he found himself bumping into another. Stopping he would turn, raising his hand to smile down at the woman whom he had run into, speaking in broken common tongue, "I apologize. Streets filled and hard move."