01 | action, arrival + help?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

[Well...this is odd. Nunnally certainly doesn't recognize where she is. Certainly not the academy, home, or anywhere near. The scents are all wrong, and the sounds are a lot quieter than home has ever been. First, she had tried to wave her hand forward, to see if anything is before her. Nope.]

Ah. Excuse me?

[What happened after that was doubly strange. She was apparently now enrolled in this academy (truly?) and would have to take classes and abide by rules. Well that was...disconcerting, but she can certainly handle it! Yes!]

Excuse me...

[There is only a bit of an issue...]

Hello?

[She does not know this place inside and out and seeing as she can't see, she's somewhat of a lost kitten, seated in her wheelchair, shoulders turned inward in defeat.]

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[asideglance.livejournal.com]

[Japan had been about to pass by normally until he heard her speaking. He paused and turned, and once it was clear that she seemed confused, he stepped over, frowning a bit.]

Ah... Are you in need of assistance?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Ah.

[She turns her chin up.]

Yes, I am.

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

[A pause as he ~reads the atmosphere~ and then makes a 'hm' sort of noise...]

I see. How can I be of help?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

I would appreciate some direction to an instructor.

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

Uwah, an instructor? ...I'm afraid I'm a bit new here, so... [He's wondering where, which instructor, etc]

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

I cannot get around on my own. I am not familiar with this building...

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

..Ah, I understand. [He takes the handle of the wheelchair with one hand and places another on her shoulder to let her know that he's doing so.]

Miss, you are new? I would be glad to direct you. I understand the layout now, though I do not know many of the people here, yet...

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

I would very much appreciate the assistance!

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

I understand. Ah, perhaps a tour then. [He'll just help her around the place... and uh idek comment on the areas like "This is the quad" and etc]

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[It is her wheelchair that initially catches his eye and then her following actions and words that cause him to stop and consider. Cid thinks it strange for her to be left there, all alone and asking for help, and he proceeds to walk towards her.

It isn't until he draws closer that he notices that her eyes are closed.]

Miss? Is something the matter?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Yes. I believe so.

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

[He studies her for a moment. Stuck in a wheelchair and blind... Hm.]

I am Cid Raines, an instructor here. What may I assist you with? I assume that you are a new arrival?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Direction and assistance around the facility, if that is not too much trouble.

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

I do not mind giving you a tour, but will you be able to navigate when you're on your own?

Perhaps I should see if an escort service can be arranged for you... ?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Once I know the layout, I will be able to handle myself fine from memory.

And yes, please.

[focusedfate.livejournal.com]

That's quite impressive, miss.

If such is the case, then I will simply show you about myself.

[potionemperor.livejournal.com]

[Larsa's approaching from behind; the sight of her wheelchair intrigues him for he's never seen anything like it before. The long hair is a dead giveaway that the person seated in the chair is a young female. House Solidor virtues come forth!]

Miss-- I mean you no ill intention. [The young lord comes around at her right, cautiously and slowly as not to frighten her. He stops as soon as he notices that her eyes are closed; he's near enough that if she reached out, she would be able to touch his sleeve.]

...is everything alright? Are you hurt?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Ah, sir?

[potionemperor.livejournal.com]

Y-yes?

[Larsa perks up and continues to watch her carefully.]

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Is there a guiding tool I can use to direct myself about the facilities?

[potionemperor.livejournal.com]

I... do not believe so, no. Are you in need of any assistance?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Yes, I am. I am unable to see, so I am unable to move.

I swear he is not putting on any moves...

[potionemperor.livejournal.com]

Please, allow me to assist you then.

As the sole remaining heir to House Solidor, I would not live up to my duties should I ignore the needs of others, especially the needs of a fair, young maiden such as yourself.

[Hesitantly a gloved hand reaches out to touch his fingers to hers. If she can't see then...]

riiiiiiiight

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much.

[She wraps her fingers around his, smiling naturally.]

he's ttly innocent!

[potionemperor.livejournal.com]

[Squeezing her fingers in gentle reassurance Larsa looks down at her wheelchair.]

May I ask what it is you're seated upon?

i see pervy hands

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Oh? My wheelchair.