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- Posted: Sun, 22 Apr 2012 06:27:40 +0000
A m a i a A u s t e r l i t z. . .
One of her eyebrows raised quizzically at the one boys remark about people being unsocial or
some such. Every one around her seemed to disperse at that moment, and with a quiet "hm."
she turned about, reaching down to grab a hand at her sack, not even caring enough to fully pick
it up from the floor. As she began to shuffle away, she nearly walked right into the one male who
had been heading in the fountain's direction. However, as soon as she sensed another's
presence awfully close to hers, she evaded him and walked around him, mumbling a half-
concerned word in Italian, "Scusi." Now, this wasn't to say she was some sort of linguist,
because she wasn't. She just had a basic understanding for Latin based languages since she
had been through quite a handful of years in French. Slipping past him, she continued onward,
her gaze focused on her boots, paying more attention to the way they squeaked when she
stepped rather than where exactly she stepped.