Charlotte was all to aware of the seasons, the thought of the incoming change in climate was weighing heavily upon her. For now, it was still winter, but soon it would be spring. Such a small change, it probably wouldn't affect most people. Wear fewer clothes perhaps, eat less hot food perhaps and alter the radiators. To Charlotte however, it was the beginning of her least favorite change. A change in fashion, to a place she could not truly follow.
Making her way down the street, getting surprisingly few stares for this Saturday afternoon, she couldn't keep her vision on the path before her for her vision had been drawn to the mannequins in a store window. Going were the big fluffy jackets and hoodies, coming were skirts and shorts and summer dresses... legs. Oh she hated legs, even the exposed legs of the mannequins were-
She had stopped in the middle of a busy sidewalk, people had begun to flow around her; obscuring her view of the shop. On the way past a man, accidentally or not, kicked into one of her legs without the slightest apology. A reminder...
She continued forward, clasping her hands at her waist. Just... Just trying to focus on just about anything else. The sun was low, just a few weeks ago it would have been pitch black right now. She would be home right now but...
She pulled away from the crowd, making her way toward the fountain. She had ended up here much more often than she'd like to admit, simply sitting and passing the time. She could have been studying or practicing medicine, instead she'd be here eating or feeling sorry for herself. All at the fault of her legs...
She leaned over the water fixture's rim, like most statues it was in dedication to a group of hunters who had defended the city. A group of three, standing over a downed Beowulf with weapons in hand. While faunus were visible amount them, a man with some form of horns and a woman with clearly defined claws, she still couldn't help feeling out of place. Yes, she was vital to the faunus cause and her position allowed her to easily observe humans of good nature... with her adoptive mother gone and how poorly her attempted recuperation of members had gone she couldn't help feeling incredibly alone here.
Standing out in the crowd like no other, having a position in the school like no other... so totally dedicated to medicine like no other. She looked down into the water, shining coins at the bottom. She wasn't sure she could keep it up, perhaps it would be best if she befell the same fate as her adoptive mother.
Making her way down the street, getting surprisingly few stares for this Saturday afternoon, she couldn't keep her vision on the path before her for her vision had been drawn to the mannequins in a store window. Going were the big fluffy jackets and hoodies, coming were skirts and shorts and summer dresses... legs. Oh she hated legs, even the exposed legs of the mannequins were-
She had stopped in the middle of a busy sidewalk, people had begun to flow around her; obscuring her view of the shop. On the way past a man, accidentally or not, kicked into one of her legs without the slightest apology. A reminder...
She continued forward, clasping her hands at her waist. Just... Just trying to focus on just about anything else. The sun was low, just a few weeks ago it would have been pitch black right now. She would be home right now but...
She pulled away from the crowd, making her way toward the fountain. She had ended up here much more often than she'd like to admit, simply sitting and passing the time. She could have been studying or practicing medicine, instead she'd be here eating or feeling sorry for herself. All at the fault of her legs...
She leaned over the water fixture's rim, like most statues it was in dedication to a group of hunters who had defended the city. A group of three, standing over a downed Beowulf with weapons in hand. While faunus were visible amount them, a man with some form of horns and a woman with clearly defined claws, she still couldn't help feeling out of place. Yes, she was vital to the faunus cause and her position allowed her to easily observe humans of good nature... with her adoptive mother gone and how poorly her attempted recuperation of members had gone she couldn't help feeling incredibly alone here.
Standing out in the crowd like no other, having a position in the school like no other... so totally dedicated to medicine like no other. She looked down into the water, shining coins at the bottom. She wasn't sure she could keep it up, perhaps it would be best if she befell the same fate as her adoptive mother.