[center][h2][color=1a7b30]Soapstone - Kindergarden[/color][/h2][/center]

Soapstone's goggles glared in the sunlight, the creatures were staring back at him... Needed something to distract him from the beings, the gem started to look at his own clothes,  trying to admire the way that his mind originally managed to make such a concealed outfit. Yes... This shall suffice. Soapstone, still looking down towards the floor avoiding to continue eye contact,  he adjusted his goggles once again inside of the strange situation. The gem just had in mind to merely walk away, never meet these people in his life ever again, and most likely find some place to hide with no one to bother him. Yeah, that seems like a pretty solid plan. Soapstone inched away from the group of living beings, both gems and strange looking beast, though it seemed that regrettably one of the onlookers were curious about him. He froze only for a few moments, not even looking at the person who had greeted him, and continued to slowly climb down the rock pile, trying to get away from everyone. However, it didn't seem to last too long before yet another person rudely interrupted him.

Soapstone stopped once again, another gem tried to say something to him, but he could tell that this one had gotten closer in a purposeful manner. The gem tensed up, tiny clacking noises were heard beneath him, most likely more pebbles as he didn't move to figure out the noise. Soapstone moved his head to the side, his eyes glancing at the figure before looking away and continuing to step down the pile of rubble. As he turned his head, you could almost hear him scoff at Aquamarine, he truly did not wish to interact with anyone, finding a safer hole was his priory. However, as he looked down to his feet once again, there was something peculiar.

Soapstone bent down, picking up a sphere shaped object, the color scheme almost exactly as his own. When did these things get here? The gem soon remembered that when he had tensed up, the noise must have come from these things, but what were they? He turned to get several angles of the sphere, but it seemed completely ordinary, actually it was quite soft. The gem tried to apply pressure to the bead, and it burst into powder with little force... Strange. The gemstone continued to descend the haphazard pile of rocks, still trying to ignore the eyes that felt like were burning through his skin.