[Niko is pacing down the hall at one side, keeping out of the flow of traffic because she's busily walking and peering between the strange set of rules and equally strange playing card with its incomprehensible little message all at the same time.
Occasionally she'll lift the hand with the playing card like she's about to run it through her hair or wave at somebody, and that's how Nagisa catches her: one hand up, fingers wiggling a little.]
Ah! I didn't see you there. Sorry. [totally contrite even though she probably wasn't in that much danger of walking into him -- she definitely lowers her hand, though] Honestly, I was wondering if it all was a game? But it's hard to tell. Most games aren't this realistic.
keeps picturing all these hall encounters like passing Pokemon trainers
Occasionally she'll lift the hand with the playing card like she's about to run it through her hair or wave at somebody, and that's how Nagisa catches her: one hand up, fingers wiggling a little.]
Ah! I didn't see you there. Sorry. [totally contrite even though she probably wasn't in that much danger of walking into him -- she definitely lowers her hand, though] Honestly, I was wondering if it all was a game? But it's hard to tell. Most games aren't this realistic.