[Thread] This isn't right at all...

[fifth_house]

Characters: OU Lwaxana Troi, OPEN
Where: The street near the plaza
When: The afternoon
Summary: Lwaxana Troi arrives in Econtra, and she is not pleased.
Warnings: None so far

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[phonespsych]

Neka was doing what she did best, wander aimlessly around the compound. When she was in Shibuya that's what she did, besides fight Noise and try to accomplish the day's mission. She paused for a moment, looking down at the song currently blaring in her ears for a moment. She shook her head a bit. Her friends were vanishing and she didn't like it at all. She wished that she knew where they were, but she doubted that she would get an answer.

Hopefully they had been sent back to their own Shibuyas. She hadn't noticed Lwaxana yet, she was too busy fidding with her music.

[fifth_house]

Lwaxana noted the girl with earphones fiddling with some sort of device. "Hello!" she called. "Hello, could you..." she paused, wondering if the girl could hear her over her music.

"Hello there!" she said, and this time, reached out with her mind to give her just the very slightest of mental nudges, just a light tickle to make her look up.

[phonespsych]

"I can hear you just fine." Neka said, looking over at Lwaxana. Even with the music blaring in her ears, she had been able to hear the woman just fine. She was used to hearing people over her music. Though, Lwaxana might have noticed something a bit different about her when she nudged her brain.

Neka was dead after all and she had her Player pins, allowing her to scan most people. She just didn't want to hear what other people were thinking.

[fifth_house]

Ah, that's what she felt when she nudged her. This girl was some sort of empath. It wouldn't occur to her that she was dead, simply different.

"Do forgive," Lwaxana said in her most placating voice, noting the girl's irritation. "I'm simply looking to be directed to the nearest residential complex."

[phonespsych]

"It's all right." Neka turned the volume down and looked up at Lwaxana. "There are three apartment buildings." She motioned down the street in different directions.

[fifth_house]

"Oh I see. Is there one which is particularly better than the others?" she asked, "Or are they all as they seem, which is..." she sighed a bit. "Like that," she waved her hand at the closest dilapidated building.