The marketplace had too many people, but Lucy was hungry and the quieter parts of the city would be too difficult to steal money. She didn't need to skulk around or anything either; she just needed to walk around, browsing, while her invisible hands ventured off to grab the strange metal coins out of unguarded pockets, or to grab poorly watched goods off of tables.
She made sure not to get greedy; just enough to get by. After one run through the market she was sufficiently wealthy for a small meal at one of those restaurants, and more than overstimulated enough to seek out solitude.
That is, until she saw that dress there. She involuntarily reached out to touch the fabric. It was gorgeous and it even looked her size.
"Interested? Thirty Kedan for a pretty lady like you!" A compliment to hide that it was actually marked up, but Lucy had no way of knowing that.
"I don't have enough..." she muttered. A thought popped into her head. Kill him, take it for yourself. She was ashamed that the next thought was not 'no, that's wrong,' but 'there's too many people.'
"S-sorry." She turned to leave, lowering her red face behind her long hair.
::RADIO - Voice::
[ There's a voice on the radio. Young, feminine. Scared? ]
Does anyone else here have horns? Can anyone else... do things... with their mind?
Nevermind, forget it.
::WILDCARD::(CW: Violence/fighting)
[ Now you've done it. You've made Lucy mad. Or maybe you've just made her scared. Or maybe you've done nothing, and something else has triggered a relapse/panic attack. Either way you better be really powerful, really quick, astute and maybe durable (ideally all of the above) because a set of invisible hands are lashing out at you at supersonic speeds, fast enough to cut through stone and some metals.
Lucy | Elfen Lied
The marketplace had too many people, but Lucy was hungry and the quieter parts of the city would be too difficult to steal money. She didn't need to skulk around or anything either; she just needed to walk around, browsing, while her invisible hands ventured off to grab the strange metal coins out of unguarded pockets, or to grab poorly watched goods off of tables.
She made sure not to get greedy; just enough to get by. After one run through the market she was sufficiently wealthy for a small meal at one of those restaurants, and more than overstimulated enough to seek out solitude.
That is, until she saw that dress there. She involuntarily reached out to touch the fabric. It was gorgeous and it even looked her size.
"Interested? Thirty Kedan for a pretty lady like you!" A compliment to hide that it was actually marked up, but Lucy had no way of knowing that.
"I don't have enough..." she muttered. A thought popped into her head. Kill him, take it for yourself. She was ashamed that the next thought was not 'no, that's wrong,' but 'there's too many people.'
"S-sorry." She turned to leave, lowering her red face behind her long hair.
::RADIO - Voice::
[ There's a voice on the radio. Young, feminine. Scared? ]
Does anyone else here have horns? Can anyone else... do things... with their mind?
Nevermind, forget it.
::WILDCARD:: (CW: Violence/fighting)
[ Now you've done it. You've made Lucy mad. Or maybe you've just made her scared. Or maybe you've done nothing, and something else has triggered a relapse/panic attack. Either way you better be really powerful, really quick, astute and maybe durable (ideally all of the above) because a set of invisible hands are lashing out at you at supersonic speeds, fast enough to cut through stone and some metals.
Better get out of her 4 meter killzone quick! ]