Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20170320024500/@comment-26571677-20170323111743

Ixina walked and stumbled through the streets some more, taking each turn and swivel with mathematical precision, as if terrified of getting lost, which, she admittedly was.

"Uuuuu-Why ddi this place have to be so complicated to get to?"

She pouted as she walked along the increasingly unstable and cracked concrete sidewalk, moving her head around nervously as the previous noises of the city fell prey to the eerie silence of a quiet section of the city. She couldn't see, but she most definitely could feel the malice of the place around her. The place was devoid of outer ill-will, but she still couldn't shalke the unerring feeling of suspicion and creepy-crawlies going up her spine.

She stubbed her foot on a nearby street lamp when she stumbled on an errant just of solid concrete, and hopped around with small 'ows' of pain, before she remembered where she was walking in. Public. With people. Who had...probably.....seen her......

She blushed a crimson shade of red, and stormed off in embarrassment as if trying to leave it behind, nearly smushing her face into numerous more obstacles as she became unco-ordinated in her awkwardness.

Then, finally, after a long, treacherous trek through the city of potholes and treacherous, dastardly streetlights, she reached her destination. 'The MK Radio Lounge'. Funnily enough, there was another club around in this place which had nearly the same name, but she was sure she hadn't misstyped the name. She'd checked by having Siri read it out for her!

So with newfound confidence, she stepped to the door, and then instantly stopped moving. She'd picked up a smell, something familiar, something that made her heart pound....

"Dalton...?"

But what would he be doing here? She wasn't aware that he went to places like this! She thought that she was mistaken, but she was sure of it. It was Dalton's smell, she'd know it from a whiff.

"Well that just opens up a whole new can of ghouls..."

Regardless, the door swung open, and Ixina took one step in....

...before falling onto her face as her foot caught on something.

She rolled up, and got to her knees, muttering litle 'ows' and 'ahs' as she poked the tender places she'd hit, before one again, realising where she was.

Squeak!

She swivelled her head nervously, noting the silence, and managed to mutter out a few words in ehr embarrassment.

"U-u-um! Does...does anybody know Dalton? Dalton Locker? He came from the ruined academy of Beacon?"