Ariela~~~

Footsteps..

followed by a strange hand upon her head..

The voice gave away him away as a man. The sadness within it gave him away as kind. The words he used gave him away as foolish. He did not know her suffering, nor did he know her hatred. "You speak as though I can still turn back... It is too late for me.." She lowered her head as his hand lifted of of it. She curled into the fetal position and wept softly. "You could never understand... None of you could.." She sat their, unmoving, whimpering softly into her one companion. The simple cor eof warmth that had seen her through the winter. It had been cold, but she had survived. She did not need help then and she would not take it now.

"Leave. Before something bad happens to the both of us." Her blind eyes stared up into what she thought to be his current location. His presence hovered over her, it was suffocating, she loathed it. "Leave me be!" She suddenly screamed, shooting up from her fetal position. She was now standing upright, tears streaming out of her dead eyes. "I don't want your pity! I don't want your help! Humans are dirty! And you are know different!" She broke down, unable to do anything other than mutter the same phrase over and over. 

"too many times..." She fell too her knees once more. The crowd had stooped and know encircled the two of them, silent and watching. It was like they were observing some animal at a foreign zoo. She felt their stares, heard the deafening silence that gave away their unwanted presence. "EVERYONE JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" She ran past the man who had approached her, blindly running in the direction of a police hover car, who's sirens had triggered the worry of another woman just two blocks up from Ariela's corner...

Ariela was moments from being struck...

Sam~~

Samuel Baxter was taking a leisurely stroll through the market district of Sector B, it was one of his favorite times of the year. The sun in the sky, the caress of the wind upon his cheeks. Absolute serenity. Only one thing could brighten this day further, and he was on his way to retrieve it. Passersby took notice of him simply because of his strangeness, seldom was such a finely dressed man seen in such a downtrodden part of the city. Samuel despised these people, so content with their day to day lives, so perfectly fine with the dull atmosphere of the day to day. [i]Bah, these fools.. If they only knew what they were missing[/i] he thought to himself smugly. 

Before long his favorite tea shop was in sight, yet, to his dismay, his route was blocked by a large group of civilians, who seemed rather interested in some event on the other side of their little blockade. Sam let out a displeased sigh. This would not do. He would be forced to clear a way at this rate. Something he would rather avoid doing. So instead he simply took a leisurely seat on a nearby bench and awaited the crowds dispersal. Samuel overheard the cries of what seemed to be a young, female child on the the other side of the blockade, but he could not get a good enough look too see what was happening. 

In truth he was extremely interested in what was happening on the other side of that human wall, but he seemed unable to get a good look. Suddenly he heard the screeching of hover brakes and the gasps of onlookers as the crowd quickly dispersed. Samuel peered forward too see what exactly all this commotion was about...