A happy song (And dance)
@pokekick
Garma stretched exiting her room with feet just above the floor like she normally would, floating took much less of her energy away from her so she preferred to float rather than walk. Garma floated along the corridor and made her way out of the building, taking a deep breath Garma started to give her normal carefree smile that inspired good mood around her. Garma pulled out her katana and quickly swing it to create an updraft riding it into the air stopping right about a window higher up on the building to float there and look over the city. Garma was taking a few moments to think of where the day would take her, there was much to explore and many smiles to inspire among the people, but where to start? Though with so many places to go Garma found herself stumped on where to go, so she needed help deciding, but who to go to?
“♪ More half asleep than half awake. Complaining how your body aches. Feeling sorry for yourself won’t get you anywhere. So i’m singing you a happy song. Just to cheer you up. When you got it rough. ♪“ Garma hummed a tune to herself while singing the words as if she was just speaking, though she doesn’t sing very often she definitely could say she loved to sing sometimes. Though with her trouble in mind she did remember that she was at the apartment building, so taking a moment to slowly turn in the air to face the closed window. Floating a bit closer to the window Garma cleared her throat and knocked on the window glass hoping to gain the attention of a person inside, while waiting she rested her arms against the outer window seal. “Pardon me! May i please have a fraction of time of the resident that i am assuming is currently in this room!”
Of course Garma thought absolutely nothing was odd about this kind behavior or situation, though she was used to the fact she could fly, probably to a normal person what was going on right now was very unbelievable. Garma continued to hum her tune as she looked in through the closed window, she didn’t mean to pry on the private housing of another resident, but it was a kitchen window so she didn’t consider it much of an invasion of privacy. Normally she wouldn’t be allowed to publicly talk to humans, being a goddess and all, their will was supposed to be carried out by messengers but she wasn’t exactly bound by those rules anymore so who cared right? Garma’s wings flapped slowly dropping it’s pure white feathers now and then after a few minutes passed since they were keeping her airborne and not relying on her upper body strength to keep her at the window. Though being with a small problem on her mind Garma beamed her happy smile as she usually did, she was not troubled by her indecisiveness in fact she was more than ok with asking help from a stranger.