02 | action, quad + help?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

[She needs to talk an administrator. Or...someone in charge of the school. Being blind makes it hard to do combat practice, and she really needs to figure out how she is going to adapt to classes when most are visually done.

So she's rolling her wheelchair about the quad, trying to figure out where she should go.]

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[poetry-hero.livejournal.com]

[It's the wheelchair that pings Apollo. Almost immediately, he's walking beside her as he lightly taps her hand.] You looking for something, sweetheart?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Yes! I am!

[She turns up her head in the direction of his voice.]

[poetry-hero.livejournal.com]

[Oh! It takes Apollo another minute to realize that she can't see him, so he slowly walks beside her] Then let me know how I can help. [He means it in every sense of the word: his duties as a god already means he's studying her closely to see if there's anything that can be done to make things easier.]

I'm Instructor Jones... I teach Driver's Ed and Studio Art.

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

Ah! Do you teach with modeling clay?

[Nunners is very good with modeling clay. It's something her hands know naturally.]

[poetry-hero.livejournal.com]

Not normally, but I can easily make an exception for you, sweetheart. [It's still part of his domain, technically! So he really doesn't see why not.]

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

That would be wonderful! [she clasps her hands together, beaming.] Thank you so much, sir!

[poetry-hero.livejournal.com]

It's the least I could do. [laughs] Now let's see... where were you headed earlier? I could help you get there.

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

The administrators offices.

[poetry-hero.livejournal.com]

You'd have to head back to the elevator; it's not on this floor. [So he attempts to gently steer her in the direction of the lobby] Are your classes too hard?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

I haven't...actually picked out my classes yet. [she couldn't read the course catalog.]

[poetry-hero.livejournal.com]

OH. Right, that'd make sense... [God, right now, he feels pretty horrible.] You can't really see where you're going either, can you?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

No.

[poetry-hero.livejournal.com]

["Oh good."] So what've you done since you came?

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

I've been trying to discern how I will start my education here.

[poetry-hero.livejournal.com]

That makes sense. Nothing else? No wandering around campus or anything?

[icesanguinewolf.livejournal.com]

Are you all right?

[Though she can't see the odd appearance the male sports, she would easily be able to feel the cold that settles in as Kurt comes near.]

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

I am confused...

[lefteros.livejournal.com]

[Oops, just wheeling Nunnally away from that bench she's about to roll into.]

That isn't the way you want to go...

[blindsightings.livejournal.com]

[Nunners moves her hands, turns her head to the voice, smiling.]

Oh, sorry. I am so clumsy...