Blind Leading The Blind

With his hood pulled securely over his head and sunglasses in place over his eyes, Enzo made his way down the sidewalk. His gate was slower than usual and he kept one hand trailing along the wall as he walked. He was lost and had been for the past half hour or more. He must have taken a wrong turn somewhere or something but already having back tracked and only further confusing himself, he hasn't been able to find where at. Usually he had no problem finding his way around on his own, but having the siren of a cop car blare past his sensitive hearing earlier, caused his ears to ring. Being so off balanced with that ringing disrupting his echolocation, it was easy to misinterpret the feedback and miscalculate his surroundings.

He paused for a moment, one hand glued to the wall and head tilted slightly as he tapped the toe of his boot against the ground. With the ringing having ebbed away mostly, it was easier to focus on the sound vibrations bouncing off one another through the ground and air. He waited a moment longer, trying to weed out the feedback of his echolocation from what was now practically a ghost of a ring in his ears, but still enough to cause him some trouble. Then he seemed to decide to keep going straight,having only made it halfway down the sidewalk. Damn. He hated unfamiliar places, they were a lot more difficult to navigate and he didn't think he's ever been down here before; there were no familiar sounds or scents like the side of town he was used to. It was official; he was lost and had no idea how to get back or where he even was and he'd need to ask for help sooner or later and he really disliked doing so.

At the sound of the cop car going by, all too loud in his ears, Enzo stopped dead in his tracks. Cursing in Italian under his breath, he found himself practically gripping onto the wall this time as what sense of his surroundings he once had was now jumbled. Though at the sound of something crashing in the near distance, he gave a startled jump, taking a step back. What the hell was that? Glass? He couldn't really tell with this annoying ringing back in his ears..it sounded like glass; probably nothing too serious. Then, the voices following confirmed it was indeed just something that dropped...a lot of somethings by the sound of it and that momentary fear of not knowing what was going on, started to ebb away. Maybe he should turn back around, he didn't want to wind up tripping on whatever fell. Though the exchange of words that followed the crash stopped him in his tracks, especially the last of what was said.

Was he...? His mind tried to wrap it'self around what was said and he was given the answer by the whispered apologies he could catch bits of through the ringing in his ears and it peaked his interest a bit. He hadn't run into another blind person since he was really little and the idea of another wandering around the island was somehow comforting and interesting at the same time.

"Oh...I-uh..." He stammered when he realized he was being addressed and that's he also realized there was something cold and wet seeping through the bottom of one of his pant legs.

"I'm fine...pant leg's a little wet (maybe a bit more than a 'little', and what was that smell? Alcohol?), but don't worry about it." He passed off the question with something of a false smile even though he was sure this was the guy who was blind as well.

"Like I said, don't worry about it...it's no big deal, really." Enzo assured, shifting and pulling at his hood momentarily as well as touching at his sunglasses as was habitual .

"Though...maybe getting them washed wouldn't be such a bad idea." He mused, not liking the thought of trying to find his way back to the dorms with a wet pant leg.

"Besides I'm kind of...lost anyway." He admitted, scratching at the back of his head. He really disliked having to ask for help but at this point there was no way he was going to find the dorms again on his own...he could be all the way on the other side of town for all he knew! Though...hinting to another blind guy (if he really was, as he thought), that he was lost may not have been very smart. Maybe, where he was offering for him to tag along, he could find someone sighted who could help him.

"Back to Starlight Academy's dorms ." Enzo answered simply and honestly, following after the other's footsteps but kept a hand trailing along the wall just in case.

"And no offence of course, but I'd prefer a sighted person to give me directions." He stated in that same monotonous voice. "You are blind, aren't you?" He questioned. It wasn't meant to be offensive but he did want to confirm what he thought in case he was mistaken. Even though he was current following this guy, he didn't really think it would be a good idea to follow another blind person half way across town. Not that he didn't think he couldn't handle himself, he simply didn't want to wind up with both of them being lost.

Enzo couldn't help but frown a bit at that, not getting the type of answer he wanted. However disappointed he was, the other's answer did bring another thought to mind and that's when he realized something. As they walked, there was a lack of tapping along the ground or padded feet either.

"You aren't using a guide.." He said under his breath, not realizing he had said it out loud at first and not giving a real response to what the other said. It wasn't meant to sound demeaning but he was a bit surprised; he had never met another blind person who didn't use some sort of guide to find their way around...it that was the case with this guy anyway, he could be wrong. Did this guy have an unnatural ability to help him find his way about too?