@Crimmy @Ayazi @LokiLeo789 @Write @Plank Sinatra @HereComesTheSnow @Silvan HavenA ridiculously conspicuous individual wearing a hooded grey trenchcoat and fox mask weaved through the thick crowds. Skye was already nervous just being around so many people after so long, but the looks people were giving her made her even more so. Constantly she turned this way and that, almost jumping now at every new sound. And it was a busy place, there were sounds everywhere, all the time, many quite loud. It seemed that she was not as ready to walk outside among people as she had assumed. Someone gently touched her shoulder, politely offering an 'excuse me' as they tried to get around her. She almost lost it right there but managed to just bite her lip and back away from the majority of people as best she could. She decided she needed a break, a moment to catch her breath and try to adjust to the change of being around so many people. A change that was like night and day from what she had known these past years.
She bumped into something behind her. Doors. She wasted no time opening them and slipping through, assuming there had to be less people inside a building than out. Exhaling a breath she had not noticed she was holding, she turned and discovered she had just entered a cafe. Full of people. She slowly, quietly sidestepped away from the door until she had solid wall at her back, and that made her slightly more secure. Realizing this was probably the best she could get in terms of collecting herself she focused on calming down. After a few moments she did not feel as dizzy and took a careful look at the people enjoying the cafe. She also tried to ignore the particularly delicious smells filling the air and not imagine how much better the food here must be over the standard fare at the hospital. She was hardly successful.
I should not have left the hospital, I'm not ready. It would probably be best if I went back, but... what kind of defeatist attitude is that for a Huntress to have? Well, future Huntress. Hopefully. She took a deep breath and pushed away from the wall.
I guess I should at least ask someone how to get back, if I really can't handle this. Maybe... it would be nice to actually talk to someone other than medical staff. It's been so long... Shaking her head at that last thought Skye made up her mind and quietly approached the nearest group of people. She opened her mouth to speak and... nothing came out. What was she supposed to say? She stood there looking awkwardly from one person to the next, unable to produce a single word. She considered just backing away and leaving, but where would that get her? Finally she settled on a simple greeting and found her voice.
"Good... morning." Her voice had a notable rasp and was somewhat muffled by the mask.
OK, Skye, it's a start. Now..... now what? Words failed her yet again and she found herself reconsidering the option of escape.
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