Something old, something new...
WHO: Kiku and Sindre
WHEN: Sunday, 17 April
WHERE: A Random Street
WHAT: In which something that was lost and forgotten starts to be recalled
Sindre shifted his messenger bag, trying to get it to lie more evenly. Normally he tried to either finish at the shop or to take back unstarted projects, but he had gotten a bit behind on custom orders, and had run out of time to finish. So he was carting his half-finished orders back to the apartment, and hopefully they wouldn't get too jostled in the process.
Down the street, Sindre caught sight of a man who looked as if he were wreathed in smoke. Speeding up, he called out as soon as he was within earshot, "Are you all right?"
The man didn't respond, and Sindre hurried over, intent on aiding him. As he drew nearer, he was able to pick out a human form in the smoke. So intent on trying to figure out what it was, he almost didn't realize he knew the man it was surrounding.
"Kiku--" he started, about to repeat his question, but stopped as he noticed exactly what the other man was doing.
Any other person would have been unaffected. They wouldn't have noticed the smokey figure surrounding them.
But Kiku was waving his hand at it, as if trying to wave the smoke away from his face.
"You can See them too?" Sindre asked, a bit breathlessly. He hadn't met anyone in years who could see more than just the everyday world, and the idea that someone he had met more than a few times, albeit generally in rather odd circumstances, was rather exciting.
WHEN: Sunday, 17 April
WHERE: A Random Street
WHAT: In which something that was lost and forgotten starts to be recalled
Sindre shifted his messenger bag, trying to get it to lie more evenly. Normally he tried to either finish at the shop or to take back unstarted projects, but he had gotten a bit behind on custom orders, and had run out of time to finish. So he was carting his half-finished orders back to the apartment, and hopefully they wouldn't get too jostled in the process.
Down the street, Sindre caught sight of a man who looked as if he were wreathed in smoke. Speeding up, he called out as soon as he was within earshot, "Are you all right?"
The man didn't respond, and Sindre hurried over, intent on aiding him. As he drew nearer, he was able to pick out a human form in the smoke. So intent on trying to figure out what it was, he almost didn't realize he knew the man it was surrounding.
"Kiku--" he started, about to repeat his question, but stopped as he noticed exactly what the other man was doing.
Any other person would have been unaffected. They wouldn't have noticed the smokey figure surrounding them.
But Kiku was waving his hand at it, as if trying to wave the smoke away from his face.
"You can See them too?" Sindre asked, a bit breathlessly. He hadn't met anyone in years who could see more than just the everyday world, and the idea that someone he had met more than a few times, albeit generally in rather odd circumstances, was rather exciting.