<div align="center">(http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc185/Kyoteh/ghost.jpg)</div><br/>Kyo stared a moment at the man standing almost in somehow...interest...of her ability of progressing forward into the theatre.<em>He thinks of insect-like progression...</em><br/><br/>Kyo bent forward and grabbed the mans arm, pulling him forward into the mess ofthe chaotic road which lead Kyo into the inner viewing area. Kyo smiled, then turned away, heading within the viewing area, as the silent doors closed behind her, shielding the viewof those left outside.<br/><br/>She let go, allowing him to tumble....his vision, his thoughts to tumble....then she smiled and turned...allowing a though of possibility to remain within this viewpoint.<br/><br/><br/>....what things to be seen...what things....<br/><br/>It meant nothing...it was nothing overall....she let it go, and forgot.