Quiet. That was the aura that enveloped Gins room, as she sat on the balcony, watching the everyday people on the streets below. Not the kind of quiet that makes you uncomfortable, but the kind that lets you be at peace with your thoughts. Gin was used to quiet, and welcomed it, as she predicted she wouldn't be having much more of it.
Primrose was very much a new thing with her, as she had never lived in an apartment, and the fact that none of the inhabitants were human didn't help ease her into the situation, though it seemed like a nice enough place. She had only ever met the owner of the apartment and the maid, Marie, or was it Maddie? She'd have to ask again later. But they both seemed rather friendly, although the maid had almost broken her door handle trying to get it open.
It was almost lunch, and Gin supposed that she should try to interact with the others who lived here, or at least get to know the place. Walking over to the sink, Gin went through her daily activities, smiling as she remembered how her grandmother would always nag her as a child, telling her that the spirits would come and steal her teeth if she didn't take care of them. It wasn't true of course, but Gin had always believed her, fretting over the stories and sometimes staying awake to try and see if they were really real. Finally finished, she clipped a few flowers into her hair. Slipping her shawl around her shoulders, she stood for a moment, letting it and her tail sway in the light breeze coming from her window.
Gin gritted her teeth, hand on the doorknob as she mentally prepared herself for what was ahead. She always tried her best to get close to people, but always lost her nerve and ran the second they weren't looking. But this would be different. She was going to find someone, someone who she could be close to and not have to worry about losing. Someone that could understand her, even when she didn't know how to say it out loud. A friend. After repeating the words in her head, Gin pushed open the door looking determined. She silently through down the hall, down the stairs, and towards the direction of the front doors. It was unlikely that many were still asleep, so she had decided to see what the apartment held, and possibly start a casual conversation with somebody.
By the front gate Gin could see what looked like a girl, but she was facing away from her, and it seemed as if she was speaking to someone else. Walking far enough away so that she wouldn't intrude, Gin went to see the primrose bushes that lined the gates. The leaves were a beautiful green, and the flowers looked new and fresh, reminding her of the garden that she had back at the temple. A frown settled across her face as she remembered how it had been destroyed, leaving only the crushed soil, devoid of any color or life. She shook off the thought, spotting a ladybug crawling along one of the leaves. Letting it crawl slowly across her arm, Gin turned to look up at the sky. She was going to be fine, and she knew her grandmother would always be watching her, protecting from the spirits that wished her ill will.
Finally remembering the girl she had seen earlier, Gin noticed a group of girls across the street, whispering and pouting at the girl. The girl had long black hair, similar to her own, and seemed rather impatient as she looked at the gate. Gin still couldn't clearly see the other due to the suns glare, but from what she could guess he seemed male, taller than the girl next to him. Gin suspected that they were going out, but were hindered by the girls who seemed to think that they couldn't be seen. She frowned slightly as the ladybug crawled across her elbow, wondering if thats what all the residents here went through.