Sights to "See" (Open)

[darius]

Darius raised his face to sky taking in a deep breathe fully feeling the warm rays of the sun. He had just settled in Death City and started to prepare for classes. In preparation for school he decided to take a walk around the city and learn the layout of his new home.

Equipped with his cane, Darius walked through crowds of people being bombarded by numerous amounts of information. Hearing and fully seeing the world around him in vivid white and black. The clash of feet with the sidewalk lit the path for Darius to escape the herd of people. He only wanted to scope out the city for now.

People... The last thing on his mind. Coming from a place like Chicago, Darius grew to enjoy time to himself. The hundreds of people that he fought through day by day to get to his father's gym was something that he didn't miss. Every person that looked into his eyes questioning his ability to be along irked him more than anything. His handicap was something that was seen in society as debilitating. Most blind people stuck in the boundaries of a family member's sight. The very thought pushed hatred through him.

Fighting back the rage that his thoughts bestowed upon him, Darius entered the park. The only sign that revealed his location was the bouncing of a ball. Kids were laughing and playing a game of basketball, a sport Darius had never attempted. Hearing the sounds sparked a sense of interest in the blind boy and it pushed him to sit on the closest bench.

As his backside met the warm steel bench, he let out a long drawn out sigh. "Now to just lay back and watch." he said to himself as he closed his eyes and opened his ears.

Everything began to fall out of focus, for he was only listening to the game. The bounce of the ball flowing between the legs of each player as the carrier made his way to the basket. All these images being conjured by his mind. What was just a leisure activity to some kids was being played out in the mind of a blind man as an epic game.

"21! We win", a child scream as the ball fell graciously through the net. The game was done, the show complete, and Darius couldn't be happier. He sat and "watched" kids play a sport that was unknown to him. Dribbling, layups, dunks, all of these were new concepts that were now firmly planted within his mind. His thoughts began to bash, and a want to play struck.

"Maybe another day I'll ask to step in for a game. Doubt I'll be any good, but it'll be fun either way." he spoke aloud as the kids fled the court. Now the place was silent. The only sounds that lit the area was the wind and the scattering of leaves. A symphony played out perfectly by nature.

Silence to some, music to others. He was now alone with only his thoughts.

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[Ren Makoto]

Ren's silvery white hair flicked from side to side, going from her right shoulder and then to her left, brushing smoothly against her back with each swipe of the ponytail like braid. She had replaced he qipao this morning with a quick tracksuit top,the shade of vanilla, but kept her normal brown pants and shoes, her gloves remained firmly on her hands, and riding up her arms to cover what hid beneath them, two tattoos that she had only shown to a handful of people in her life, and didn't intend to show many more at all what she had to hide. The weapon took each stride on her never ending ellipse path with care, not wanting to trip and fall over, sweat had formed on herself but she hadn't planned on stopping until she fulfilled her quick goal that she had set for herself.

Out of each person that was currently on the rubber track set at the park, Ren was the fastest, lapping, passing, and getting past every person that was on the elliptical 'orbit.' She had passed Darius a few times, and wondered why his eyes were closed but yet he still had attention to what was going on around him. The girl shrugged the thought out of her mind quickly and kept on her path, keeping her speed, her tempo, her momentum.

After a few minutes Ren slowed her pace and came to a stop, directly behind Darius. She breathed in and out slowly, catching her breath and wiping sweat from her brow, she turned her head slowly, looking at Darius in the process, "Huh... Still here, the game he was 'watching' is over now.." she thought to herself. After a few seconds she quickly caught her breath and watched some people pass her, she realized she was still standing on the tracks. The weapon moved off the tracks and sat on the opposite end of the bench that Darius was on.

"Hello.." she said quietly and a bit timidly to the blind meister, she did so thinking that he might be sleeping and she did not want to wake him if that was the case. The weapon blinked slowly at him, before moving her hair to her right side, slowly beginning to un-braid it, only to braid it again, it had gotten messed up in her running around. Ren's eyes were steadily set on the meister as she started to braid her hair again.

[darius]

The symphony of silence came to a halt as the intrusion of footsteps threw everything off beat. Shoes meeting the rubber track that surrounded the park. Each step drawing upon the canvas that was Darius' mind. A girl running with her hair tossing and brushing against her tracksuit with each step. She had a very slender build that was thinner than most girls that he had "seen" throughout the city. The painting was very clear and majestic. An amazing work of art of the mind and the world. The only thing that he lacked in the picture was color. That would certainly give him more insight on her personality, but unfortunately he would never have that information at least in sight.

The image in the blind meister's mind vanished. The girl had halted her movement with her eyes locked in a stare at the back of Darius, as she wiped the sweat from her face. The last shred of information he received was the confused look on her face. She must be confused as to why I'm staring into an empty court. I'll entertain it for now.

[/color] A smile over took his blank face as he clapped a single time.

The slapping of his hands together pushed the brush against the canvas that was his mind once again. He could sense that she was was about to speak, watching as her mouth opened and closed to release a single word..."Hello.." The word touched the ears of the young meister. His first confrontation with another student was just engaged.

"Hey there." He spoke while pushing his back against the bench to stretch. Releasing a long deep breath, he smiled and grasped his cane. "I'm Darius" he introduced himself. The introduction was probably unneeded, but it was polite. His smile faded as he fought to his feet to turn and face his fellow student. "How are you on this fine day?" [/center]
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[Vespera Velázquez]

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[Ren Makoto]

Ren blinked slowly at Darius, "Weird... he is looking right at me... but I don't think he can see me.." she thought to herself, too clueless to piece together that he was blind. Before Ren had time to respond, she heard footsteps nearby, in time with some music that she could faintly hear from this distance. Her eyes moved slowly over to look at Vespera before quickly snapping back to Darius, when she snapped her head back her hair flipped back to one side, she then realized that she had forgotten to finish braiding it. While she braided the rest of her hair she introduced herself to Darius, remaining seated on the bench.

"I'm Ren.. Ren Makoto." she said to him, finally giving Darius her name. After she had finished her small introduction she realized Darius had also asked her a question, rather than just giving his introduction. "Oh, I'm fine as well, how about yourself? she responded to him, a bit of a sheepish look on her face. At this point Ren had finally finished her braiding, she took her hair and set it back behind her head and down on her back.

Every few seconds Ren's head would snap over to Vespera,watching her with her red eyes, wondering what she was listening to, why it was so catchy, and why she had to blast it so loud that it could rupture her eardrums any moment. One time Ren was staring at her, recognizing her clothes and face in case she decided to come over to them. Her head slowly moved back to Darius, her peripheral vision keeping an eye on Vespera for her.

While Ren was waiting for Darius to answer, she wondered if she should invite Vespera over to join them in conversation and possibly make a new friend. She shrugged the thought out of her eyes, keeping her eyes set on Darius while she smoothed out her brown pants and vanilla colored tracksuit. Ren kept her composure, blinking only every so often despite that the music from Vespera was hitting her eardrums as well.

[darius]

"I'm Ren... Ren Makoto." The girl spoke in response to Darius. As the words shook the sound barrier, something else began to shake. The world started to brighten up for Darius. Sound waves jumping and connecting with every part of the park. He blinked his eyes and tried to find the source of the noise. Yes the intrusion of sound was always welcomed for it gave sight to the blind meister, but this was almost uncalled for.

Rhythms being pushed about from a single source as Ren spoke again, "Oh, I'm fine as well, how about yourself?". He picked up every bit of what she said even through reading her lips. An art that almost all blind people lacked skill in, and this was done thanks to another girl. She was the source of the music. Her mp3 player on its highest volume setting emitting sound to not just herself but to the world.

"Ren its very nice to meet you, and I'm... well I'm Perfect, as perfect as a blind man could be." He replied with a smile as he turned his face towards the newcomer. His mental brush stroked across the canvas of his mind furiously. Painting a picture of the world perfectly with this girl's help. The newcomer was short with a slender build, hair that fell straight with bangs that touched her eyebrows. She wasn't dressed to run or play basketball, so she was just her for leisure time away from people, or so it seemed to Darius.

Aside from her appearance with seemed to be in excellent taste, her music was to Darius' liking as well. He didn't understand the lyrics that were being sung, but the music itself was masterful, and very enjoyable to the blind meister. He loved music with an upbeat tempo hidden behind moderate lyrics.

Knowing that he couldn't be heard by the girl, Darius waved in motion for her to join the conversation. "Do you know her by chance?" Darius asked Ren as he dropped his hand from waving. No matter the answer to the question, he was happy that he was meeting people within this city.

[Ren Makoto]

Ren gritted her teeth a little bit at the music that Vespera was playing loudly on her MP3 player. She enjoyed music, just not when she couldn't think straight when it was playing. The weapon also didn't like music that sounded like the kind Vespera was blasting at full force. Ren frowned a slight bit as she watched the girl now instead of Darius, examining her quickly before even attempting to answer Darius' question that he had asked her. "I might know her... If I was actually going to Shibusen... Or had been here longer.." she thought to herself as she wished that Vespera would either turn her music down or cut it off completely.

"No Darius, I do not know her.." the demon pistol said through half gritted teeth, muting most of the sound from her words. As she adjusted her jaw back to its original position after it being gritted for awhile she flipped her fair back over her shoulder so that it could hang down her arm. Her hand reached over her arm and tucked a small piece of hair into the braids that she had fixed in her hair awhile ago before placing the hair on her back once more.

Ren saw Darius motion the girl to come over to them, and then realized that he must have heightened senses, more than her abnormal sense of hearing. She blinked at Darius and wondered if he could actually fight with heightened senses, she shrugged the thought out of her mind, just like she did with most thoughts and kept her mouth shut as she watched Vespera, wondering if she even saw Darius motion for her to come over here to join the two in conversation. For a moment she thought that Vespera was just going to keep on walking, no matter how long Ren looked at her with her dark red eyes, given to her by genetics, one thing she considered a curse, that and along with what she hid on her arms, under her gloves and currently also under her tracksuit sleeves.