@popokki
he counted off his fingers with their respective thumb , each one earning a subtle ( almost inaudible ) click of his tongue . when he reached his seventh finger he paused and hummed aloud to himself . reaching back into his pocket , he pulled out a notepad with a list of herbs . there was a calculative look , brow furrowed and gaze steady . it wasn’t until he noticed the chaotic onslaught ahead – a trolly screeching on its wheels and fallen off track . Gale’s instinct told him to run but he started to run after it , nearly ramming full force into a speeding by bicycle . ( sending it here also because askboxes have not been functioning for me lately ;A; )
earphones on, she didn’t seem to notice the world around her – she rarely ever did, especially when there was music. humming ( not so ) quietly to herself, minako raised her body from the bicycle for a moment, lips curling into a smile. she always did love to feeling of the wind blowing through her hair, speeding to feel like she was almost flying… until she was startled by the other suddenly appearing in front of her. a split second taken to consider what she should do before she so desperately tried to stop the bicycle so suddenly.
