Bizarre, more or less. The dialect, vocabulary and accents were astonishing, compared to her own language, which was enthralling dialect, smoothing vocabulary and seductive accents—Easily, the common language of the villages were irregular and harsh to her voice. Not easily spoken with her accent and quite difficult with her teeth, considering the pronunciation. Thus, when speaking outside of her lull of a croon, her voice hadn’t adjusted to… These syllables, as he put it. In a shell, the language was quite irritating, as well beautiful. He hadn’t choose to pick or tease her, whether he was in need, thus using such a tactic or merely pure at heart. Something inside her, felt a little bit of relief, regardless of the hidden motive, if there was one.
Curling at the corners, opposite to those forced as an actress, a fragment of an earnest smile reflected. Gifting the boy such a smile, his comfort as well received and grateful for such. A dim lit glee seemed to be felt, if she could dare to call it that. As such an odd boy, was her shifting opinion. He almost reminded her of someone, someone from the past. However, with such a glee, there was disgust. So. Behind that earnest tiny smile, there was a grinding of her teeth with a small snarl of a pain that was easily left unheard and quite unnoticed. These were easily, the people she distasted to be around and their ways was only an narrow reason compared to all the others she could list in a single lull.
Brisk. Internal disgust and discomfort buried itself. Clapping her hands together once, she nodded with a hop to her feet with the mere hint of being ready to move out—She followed behind. Exiting the soft warmth of the hideout, into the chilly embrace of the outside air, astir and refreshing it felt and with the bolting boy, she was once again, left to follow his trail as he dodged through human traffic. Caught in a full sprint, between the crowns and those in a rush. She found herself pivoting on a foot with a sway of a direction, sometimes a dodging duck with a step slipping under someone’s arm or going as far as hopping upward with a foot to someone’s shoulder leap forward and over to catch up. Either way. She managed to keep the boy insight. And as soon as she managed to catch up, shoulder to shoulder. The boy suggested something with caught her attention and without so much as a question, those blue hues of hers lifted from her path to look in the direction of this big, fancy looking house, there to a path that seemed a little ideal.
Nodding in understanding, as he departed. She took a note to those around her, coming to a sliding halt with her feet grinding against the ground, she lept upwards and backwards and with a bend in her waist, she stuck out her right hand—Commiting to a backflip with height from the ground. Upside down with a person, a villager of some type behind her and now under her, she pressed her right hand into their left shoulder and with another strength filled pushed, she pressed herself higher into the air at an angle to a nearby roof. Within the air, she wiggled her arms out of her kimono’s sleeves, turning it inside out, revealing the dark blue, almost black color as she kept the more colorful monochrome inside, slipping it back on her arms. Flipping back into a curled ball to angle herself to land feet first and not head first. Sinking into the fine wooden roofing, her feet held to very little padding of a stocking took the blunt impact. From there, she simply stood and strolled to the other side of the roofing, hopping down back to ground level, in an alleyway.
Out of sight of the brillant sphere in the sky. She strolled within the shadows held a chilly touch upon her exposed skin and with not so much as a shiver or shake, she pressed herself against the building’s wall and looked up to the sky, the roofing—Waiting. And surely, with such a wait. And not quite on the orders of the boy. She narrowed her blue hues and within the next second, a blurring flicker, an easy missed figure crossed the rooftops and with an assuming nature, she supposed what the boy was doing had worked as a distraction… How weird. Why would anyone.. Be patrolling such.. A place..? Was this person important?
As questions surfaced. Kicking herself off the wall, she bolted after making sure the coast was clear. Creeping along the perimeter, as he put it, she took the widened way around the... Massive house. In her mind, possibly that portal came out this direction, which was safe to say, she could go from here. Cutting through whatever she could until she saw a darkened shadow of a fence that was easily jumped over, with those scanning hues and a little bit of amazement. The hospital she lived in, it almost felt as big as that, but there was many different feelings for her hospital.. But it was interesting this house was almost half the size of one. Who call lived there?
Stopping, she paused for a moment. Finding her entry within the fence and out of sight, with a hope and memory in mind of where he wanted to breach into and from. She took a step backwards, aside about ten from the fence and with a sharp inhale to exhale—She darted forward. Running at an angle to the right, she leaped forward and pressed her right foot against the fence and with all her might within her frail body, she ran up three steps to that fence before she started to slip and with her extending arm, she grabbed the edge with her other hand soon behind with her pulling herself up and over. Pressing her feet into the wall fence, she wiggling herself up the wall… It sucked not knowing some things, but she made up for it. Not as graceful as some people, specially ninja, she was elegant enough to make it without what they had.. Seemed to be good enough. Dropping from the wall. Sneaking like a snake in tall grass, praying on a mouse. Glossing her hues over the house that seemed five times bigger than it was from a distance, she exhaled with a long and deep sigh. How the fuck was she about to scale this..? she thought. Managing her way up to the location motioned, somehow getting their first and with not a single second to spare, not even able to get a breather, not like she needed one, but they were welcomed, right?
Wrong. Soft as the icy breeze, she exhaled with a flick of her hand as a wave of greeting to the boy was recruited her into this mission of cookies, and as her hand went to do a full wave—Her hand was grabbed. “H-” Unable to get the product the sound of confusion, with a guard that dropped for the boy and regretting it. She was being pulled, to him, no space between them and lifted. With literal sense to it. Swept off her feet off the ground and supported by someone else’s strength but her own. Possibly, she had logic and mass wrong here, but what was going on? Disregarding personal space to the full definition of it. Now. Without so much as a murmur or a wiggle, she simply allowed herself to be carried, not just around the building, but up the side of the building, that was fine… She didn’t have to climb it, right?
Too bad she was paying attention, in fact. Any attention made was when she found herself being told something, when being carried up the wall and all she was, was nod. Nodding to the facts he explained, something about or something on par of holding onto him, her body completely listened to this fact, as it instinctive with listening held on to the boy. Meanwhile. Mentel, something else was going on. Taking her time to understand the situation she found herself. Panahime, which she swore was her name, at this moment, the quiet partial-albino attempted to make logic out of everything that was going on and thus, her brain was on reboot. That was fine. This was fine. This is fine. It wasn’t worth it. Don’t think about. Let’s not think about it. Those were thoughts. Things happened. Somethings were just harder to understand, so. She summed it all up as the reasonable result called chakra.
Brillant! Blinking with a blank expression. Her blue hues took notice to the boy doing something else weird as she held onto the boy… Was that ice..? Carefully cutting the glass and popping it out of its place and setting it to the side. Sticking up her right hand, thumbs up with a nervous smile that seemed a bit uncomfortable and as soon as he gave her the clear to go in and without him even having to finish—She released. Willing right into the large hole made without a single issue, quite hastefully too, nonetheless with her haste, she was careful and quiet. As soon as she made her way inside. On the side note, she agreed to herself to never be to close that boy again. Moving on. Being crouched down and wandered inward, the lights were on and the room was.. Empty, noone seemed to be there. She glossed over the room items just to find people, and once she found none, she just turned with a thumbs up from both hands.
