Dimitri let out a small sigh as he came out of his daze, his brain failing to come up with an answer for what he'd just done. A beeping on his wrist caused the man to jump a bit from surprise before he realized that it was his wrist watch's alarm going off. "[b]Ah damn, so much for the early train. At least I can still catch the regular one.[/b]" He muttered as he pulled himself from his seat and exited the cafe. It took a bit of work to get around the crowd of curious passerby's and news reporters, but he managed to emerge with both him and his food -sans the hot tea- intact. From there, Dimitri began to jog again, however this time things felt a bit different. Perhaps it was due to the adrenaline spike he'd experienced earlier still leaving him with lingering effects, but Dimitri felt as though he could see and feel the slightest movements from anyone within his immediate vicinity. He began to pick up the pace, weaving through the crowds with a combination of reflexes and contortion, completely unaware once more about how this may have looked to someone else. 

To the people that he weaved around, Dimitri was a blur, still easily visible to the human eye, but with the way he moved it was hard to keep track of him for very long. His vision tunneled as he focused on moving ahead, quicker and quicker until- *HONK HOOOONK*. Dimitri's head snapped to the left as he realized that he'd wandered into the street while the cross walk was inaccessible. He didn't have time to consider his actions, his body seemed to move for him, launching him into the air with a powerful jump in time to avoid being ran into by a car. Dimitri cursed as he lost a grip on his bag of food, but this was almost forgotten as he landed on his feet. A rustling to his left caused Dimitri to dart his hand out to grab his food as it fell. For the lucky man, the traffic signal turned before he was forced to jump out of the way of another car, but that didn't keep the driver from hurling insults from behind the wheel. He began to respond, but froze when he realized no one else was moving onto the crosswalk, rather, they stood on the curb and stared at him as though he'd grown a second head.

Dimitri stared back and began to open and close his mouth in an attempt to find something to explain what he'd done, "[color=00a651]Ahahaha...those parkour lessons really do wonders, huh?[/color]" he said nervously before mentally slapping himself. He didn't know how to preform parkour, he didn't even understand the appeal of parkour, flinging oneself off of a building was downright stupid to him. Still, the excuse seemed to work as people slowly entered the street to get across. Dimitri moved with the crowd, though once more he had to wonder what the hell was happening to him.