His footsteps are silent on the hard floor, but suddenly there is the quiet, looming feel of The Shadow at his back. He does not push him in any way, merely waits patiently behind Ichi while he tries to take in the surge of sounds. At once he has both cut off any chance of escape, but also made himself a protective presence.
Car horns beep, engines roar, there is some distant staccato noise of road work, and of course the yells and curses and conversations of the people. If he listens carefully however, he may be able to pick out familiar phrases of English; "I'll meet you later then!" "Watch where you're goin' buddy!" "Hot dogs!" Mingled with the smells of exhaust and concrete, subtly familiar scents that sometimes cling to The Shadow's work clothes, there are also perfumes, sweat, and something unfamiliar but undeniably food wafting deliciously on the air.
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Date: 2010-05-16 03:05 am (UTC)Car horns beep, engines roar, there is some distant staccato noise of road work, and of course the yells and curses and conversations of the people. If he listens carefully however, he may be able to pick out familiar phrases of English;
"I'll meet you later then!"
"Watch where you're goin' buddy!"
"Hot dogs!"
Mingled with the smells of exhaust and concrete, subtly familiar scents that sometimes cling to The Shadow's work clothes, there are also perfumes, sweat, and something unfamiliar but undeniably food wafting deliciously on the air.