Snippet #2619263

Rain. The air was humid, grey. Kalia snagged her coat, heading out the worn door. The onslaught of senses - the subtle shifts in the raindrops - was both comforting and distracting. The familiar and coarse hum of city traffic brought a frown. Green eyes settled on the asphalt walkway, leaving half a dozen times to check the alleyway for unknown persons. Out of the street, she glanced to the left. In the haze of the rainshower, she made out a glow of red and yellow. She began towards it, maneuvering around slower pedestrians while she homed in on her target.

At least, until she felt her shoulder clipped. Stopping dead, Kalia's eyes flashed to the culprit that had managed to barely make physical contact. A taller boy, dark hair. White. Nothing special. "Watch where you're walking." she growled.