#muse: simin

[mxdeofsteel]

Does metal clattering count as slapping?.

[mxdeofsteel]

Going about the place, a peaceful area to start strolling around, Simin had bought a bunch of packed up malasadas, hoping to eat them in a quiet part of this small field of flowers. It was just outside of the closest city onto Akala but being here for lunch, felt better than getting surrounded by the urban feeling from such town. 

Still, the undercover UB, eventually stopped in her track. Someone of closeby, had caught their attention. She just distantly stared at the older person, definitely a woman & trainer. Although, was this individual lost or something?.

@nimbasah

[mxdeofsteel]

Oooooooohhhhh, oh oh oh!. That would be nice to see, glued hair to the door though, mmmmmm good shit. Celesteela pls, don't start a mess.

[mxdeofsteel]

Distantly wonders if its going to be okay with these panic attacks. She sure hopes that it does, problably the only thing to do than directly get in this mess.

[mxdeofsteel]

She blinks, why is someone dressed up as her by details?, its not this 'Halloween' thing peoples speak of, yet.

[mxdeofsteel]

🔪 🔪 🔪

[mxdeofsteel]

Simin is the only one able to put down her weight to perfectly pretend falls if ever bump into someone but don't expect this to be frequent, it'd mostly have to be the other way around, from being a giant bamboo lady in disguise. She'd rather not be dragged and even lifted/carried, that won't work after all, she still has the same weight under that flesh disguise, thats why she'd prefer avoiding any physical contact of any sorts, except for hugs but she would obviously not understand that, she's still trying to learn the world and how to express emotions to pass as a normal person.

[mxdeofsteel]

Cont / X

Originally, no one was in the capacity to make her outright fall over, due to whom she was under that disguise. Normally, that was why, avoiding to collide on peoples, was the safest to do. But instead of letting it seem like it did not affected Simin, the teen flawlessly pretended to hit the ground, leaving but a thud, reminscient to that of clattering metal. 

Falling over, left the undercover Steel type UB, to sound like iron bars struck the pavement but unknownly, to cover that noise, a coin, twice the size it should be, met the ground. She always carried this item around, in case of not succeeding to stop any unwanted bumpings.

She’d merely sit there, for a moment, to regain possession of what fell off secretly. Turquoise hues would then shift upwards, at the person who spoke. ‘’I am okay’’, trying to sound as lively as possible. Despite the offer of aid, Simin would rather not be touched, for none could hope to drag or lift her. Because of that & for precaution, she would get to her feets by herself.

Her gaze then turned to the line, by the malasadas shop’s entry, hopefully not needing to wait for very long.

@steeltypings