[Areka D'Rinishad]

Areka D'Rinishad walked out the front doors of the D'Rinishad Academy. She wasn't going to stay in all day everyday. Ever since she had been little she would sneak out of the house and walked the streets of the underground city. Granted on the few occasions she was caught a brutal beating came from it but it was worth it. Areka enjoyed the silence of some streets and the violence in others. It was at that young age she found and started her to perfect the art of her people watching watching.

As she walked in out into the streets of Vortex she winched and quickly covered her eyes before reaching her hands back to bring the hood of the new D'Rinishad clock over her head. At this point in time she didn't care to adapt her eyes the surface light and had grown attached to the D'Rinishad clock just like her former beaten and old one, which she did not give up after acquiring the new clothing from Faust.

Today was a people watching day. She silently walked the streets of Vortex. Each and every day she started to learn them like they were the back of her hand. She was still but just a young vysstichi but she didn't have to watch her back from drunken predators after the killing of the three humans in the open streets. She felt a little safe caring the name of D'Rinishad, but did not want that to be the only reason people steered clear of her and left her to her business.

Walking and more walking. Watching and more watching. She studied and observed. She would wonder about the lives of the people she walked by. She pondered if they had a real purpose in life. She envisioned the way each way every single one of them would die. She even stared to hum a song she had written in her darkened days at her parents house.

She almost seem like a stalker. She was the outcast of the outcast stalking the streets. She was like death coming after you, and telling you that you were to die soon. She was nothing like a child. She was smart and she thought about many things she said, but she still was a child. She stilled showed the tendencies, however slight and few and far apart they were, that she was a young girl who did not understand many things in the world. She also wondered about her innocence and if it was best to learn too much too soon or was it time for her to leave her childhood years behind and and take control of the life that she been placed in.

It was in her time of walking and watching that a vysstichi man caught her eye. He seemed to be in deep thought about something. Something seemed to be bothering him. She liked people like him. She called them the thinkers. Then she would divide them down into sub-categories. This man was put in the file of Thinkers, sub-category distracted. She usually did not interact with anyone she watched. But today was different. She wanted to follow him and so she did. For blocks she followed him and all the more she wished to now what hung on his mind.

Finally, letting the inner child in her get the better of her she spoke. "You look like something bothers you, I wish to know. Tell me." It was blunt, it was straight forward and it could be considered as rude. Yet, that was Areka and not to much was going to change the damage which formed her this way.