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"Where do I start?"

"Ok. That sounds good."

"Help who?"

Naome followed suit. "So what do helpers do, exactly?"

Naome nodded gratefully and continued on.

Naomi followed carefully, trying to keep up with Clara's swift pace,

Naome reached out for the offered hand. "Thanks."

Naome nodded, her head still down. "That sounds good. Where do I sign up?"

Naome nodded. Changing the subject, she asked, "What do you think I would do good in?"

"Is it enjoyable? Does it make you happy? Would you change it if you could?"

"Is it worth it?" she asked quietly.

Naome kept her head down. "Cool. Do you like it?"

"From where?"

"Ah. Are you choosing?"

'I'll try." Naome 'looked' around. "So, uh, I've been living out of the circle, lately. What's going on here?"

Naome turned towards the source of the voice, but kept her head down. "Yeah. Just wasn't watching where I was going."

Naome moved forward, trusting her luck. Her foot rammed into a seat and she stopped.

Naome might've been blind, but losing her sight has made her stronger in other areas. She had excellent hearing and better spatial awareness than most others. She used her two heightened abilities to navigate the crowd, gaining entrance into the building. She could hear laughing faintly in the...

Naome strode in the direction of the gathering. She had her best clothes on and was completely and utterly ready to be rid of the horrible economy, or lack thereof, that the nobodies had. As they say, fake it til you make it.

Naome grabbed her old clothes and stuffed them into a crack between two buildings. Here goes nothing...