Carmen
Vizhkir had taken the day to go out and explore the town outside of his prison. The Russian boy hummed to himself as he walked around the street, peering into shops and taking in the sights. He found a nice alley to act as a wind break and so he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Taking a drag he looked out and into the town once again. It was pretty here. So much diffrent from the camoflauge and greys of military bases. Each building felt unique where as his prior homes were always built the same. Either concrete or a hanger style metal building. He wondered why his father had kept him away from this...
Rodney
Wearing a black hood over his head with the lower white hood covering half his lower face, it semble a beak of a raven with a lighter lower part. His ocean blue eyes stood out from the shadow that case over his face. He minded his own business not bothering to pay attention to what other people say, think or feel. Its none of his concern. The reason what brought him into town was the map out area to gain familiarity in his location. If he's going to be stuck in prison school, it would be a good idea to get use to being here. Now that he had time to look at the different buildings and colors did not phase him one bit. It was just another building. He was playing Blue Stahli - Ultranumb accoustics. It sound a lot better he thought, listening to the female sing it.
Carmen
A familiar figure made it's way across Vizhkir's vision. Vance? Vince? Mince? No. It was Vance. He looked strange, as always, but not that aware of his surroundings, at least to Vizhkir. Taking a drag of his cigarette he decided to follow the other boy, curious to see where he was going.
Rodney
Vance continued walking with his hands kept warm inside his pockets, he turn his gaze up at the clouded sky with a squint. He was beginning to feel paranoid with the strange people within the area who seem to be eyeballing him. What were their intentions? Trying to ignore them, he wanders to a store where he bought himself a pack of cigarettes before walking out with a ring of the bell from the door. He still didn't notice Vizi stalking him while he continued his exploration.
Carmen
Viz stayed back a bit, watching and listening. He took deep pulls of his cigarette, allowing his eyes to explore other areas besides the backside of the boy he had met less than 72 hours ago. The town was beautiful, and he basked in the strange and he found himself breathless at serval points. There were several flocks of people nearby, and while they gave Vance strange looks they also gave Vizhkir a strange look due to the Russian flag patch on his right sleeve. Infact, a man in particular took special interest in this patch.
Rodney
Vance, still minding his business, still walked ahead listening to music playing from his phone. He would have stood out more exposing more of his features such as his dark skin, black hair and a deep set of blue eyes. He seriously look like he didn't belong here. One of his main concerns was facing racism like he did back at school in Italy. Unaware of Vizi following him far back, he was already about to turn the corner.