Characters:
itskidflash and all you vatheon...ers.
Location: Somewhere in the city, probably near the plazza.
Time: Early afternoon.
Style: Starting with action, but I'll follow you if you prefer prose.
Status: Open!
[Oh don't mind him Vatheon, he's just your average teenage boy running at such a crazy speed that he looks more like a blur of jeans and red hair. The usual, really.
Seriously though, he's actually slowing down once he notices he's not where he's supposed to be. But not slow enough to avoid colliding with the side of a building. So yeah. That hurt. He stopped though! So now you have the perfect opportunity to bother a teenage boy clutching his nose!]
Stupid random wall out of nowhere... Ow...
Great, it's bleeding.