↻┆[ go back to kindergarten ]
Everything had happened quite fast, from being kidnapped (or transported) to being where he was now. It had been given him an explanation as to where he was, why he was there and what was his purpose there. None of them quite mattered for the male, if at all, but it didn't mean it hadn't made him frustrated, angry at whoever were the mastermind of all that scheme. It felt something like Platinum Jail, though where he was was definitely not what one would expect to find inside it. It was poor, almost horrendous, not in appearance but in content. It wasn't a scenery the boy wasn't used to, quite the opposite, but considering the words told him earlier that day, he wasn't expecting something so familiar.
It felt exactly like the Old District, though there was something missing. Rhyme. The kind of people there were almost the same, though instead of looking for Rhyme matches, they were looking for physical fights. His first thought was if they were Ribsteez, but the way they acted was nothing like he knew about Rib. There weren't teams, most were on their own if not with a small group of people, and they didn't seem to have tags or anything similar. Not a team, but a gang.
That was incredibly annoying.
Walking through the streets was dangerous, people would often shoot daggers at Noiz, most likely recognizing he was new around there. Would they pick up fights with him? He would gladly accepted them. Senses perked up, his attention was everywhere. It was a new place, with new people, and certainly people who wouldn't think twice before grabbing his shoulder and landing a punch on his face. He wouldn't let them, though, he wouldn't let no one touch him.
Ironic how he wouldn't let someone touch him but the muffled noise and slightly push in his back was a result of someone touching him. Or rather, someone seemed to have bumped into him? Noiz would have turned faster and definitely put his guards up, with clenched fists, if the unexpected sight of a small girl in elementary school clothes hadn't caught his eyes.
She was even more out of place than himself -- a small girl, younger than him, with the innocent clothes of an elementary student. In a place like that, she definitely didn't belong. Though he was certainly curious as to why or how she ended up there, no words left his mouth.
