Thread: Welcome to the Real World [Ryax x Umbrale]

Now, it wasn't as-if Mira hadn't seen non-human beings, before. After all, you'd have to be far-and-beyond the level of ignorant that she was, to not notice the people all around. Rather, it was the fact that most people with more than two eyes tended to not look like a tall human. Be it djinn, driders, or any other fantastical beings, they didn't exactly look human. So, when someone that easily towered two feet over you looked remarkably normal, but sprouted an extra pair of eyes, split open extra sets of arms to gather the groceries you had just scattered... Well, it would be normal to be a bit confused at it all. In fact, it was a wonder at all that the succubi didn't go cross-eyed at the sight trying to keep track of all those hands and shifting eyes moving all at once, right in front of you. But, for her credit, she recovered nicely, blinking out of her stupor to accept his proffered hand of help. Easily, she regained her feet, and lightly brushed the dust from her jeans. Frankly, though, it was the strength of Mark's pull that lifted her from the ground with ease, and only a quick save on her part stopped her from losing her balance again to it. Quickly taking her bags from him, she managed a small smile ripe with the flushing embarrassment on her cheeks. Thanks... , a pause, for his apology, and one of her hands rose to quickly brush it away with a wave. No, no, it's my fault. I was too caught-up in walking. So suddenly, a farewell, and those long legs carried him away at a stride that Mira would have to resolutely jog, just to match. Ah, to you too! , she did managed to call out, before scowling, when she turned back around. On a day like that, with the market and everything, she still had the bad luck in her to fall literally into an attractive guy? It was already shaping up to be one of those days . --------- Seriously. Who, even in their dull-minded stupor of a morning, forgot everything except the perishables that a modern life required? And as such, Mira found herself after what felt like a short--but was in fact rather long-- day of work, back in the market once more. It was, however, the slightest touch of a consolation to her that her luck had a change of pace. At that particular hour of the evening, the market was fairly empty. Of course tourists and the like always meandered through, and there was plenty of foot-traffic but it wasn't exactly the Deadmaus concerts that mornings typically were. Arms laced together, held a large paper back just in front of her bust, as she made her own way through the place. A stop at a stall here, a stop at a stall there, ducking into an alleyway-shop over yonder, it wasn't long before the bag was full, and she was promptly headed back home. Unlike this morning, she took her time, enjoying the dusky afternoon air and calming -relative-quiet of the evening in rare parts of the city. After all, with lack of people's throughout the place, it was nice to soak in the smells and views of everything typically enshrouded by the visage of bodies. As such, her attention wasn't on the strangers about her, and the young succubi didn't even notice Mark as he waltzed by. Of course, he did look significantly different. Whether it was fate, a decision by the male, or something more subconsciously-based, movement out of the corner of her eye, did attract her attention. At a particularly violent lashing of his new tail, Mira jumped slightly, and stopped to evaluate the appendage, and the body it was attached to. I mean,yeah, you got a tail, but do you have to snap it like a whi...Wait... her antagonizing thoughts trailed off, as she frowned and squinted slightly. Emerald hues contracted in the light, as she made a connection, albeit a vague one. Hey, uh, guy! , she awkwardly called out, cracking a pained smile at her own words. Turning more solidly towards him, she tilted her head, and the smile shifted into something more apologetic. You, uh, look pretty different, but I think you're the dude I ran into this morning, right? Sorry about that again, I really should've been paying more attention to where I was going. This place was just crowded enough that I felt like I had to get out, you-know?