2/11 ; 6:50 AM

[psykick]

I need help.

I just tried to leave my house to go to school and my vision suddenly... just POOF. Gone. Everything went black. Like someone blindfolded me, but there was nothing there. I managed to get back inside and it stopped. Which is how I'm able to type this.

It happened yesterday as well, and from what I can tell... it just happens when I'm outside. If I'm inside, I can see. So... until this stops (I REALLY HOPE IT STOPS, BECAUSE I CANNOT THINK OF HOW TO EXPLAIN THIS TO A DOCTOR. SITUATIONAL VISION LOSS?) I need some help getting around.

Starting with getting to school in the next 30 minutes.

Comments

[motiv8]

Maybe less. Hopefully less. That's just how long it lasted for me the last time I remember this.

[A sigh as well. He feels for her, he really does.]

Well... if you need any help during times I'm not in class, I'd be more than happy to come by and help you out.

[psykick]

Thanks, Rean. I really appreciate it.

[she glances toward the outside]

Though, for now, I should... probably just go home.

[Good thing Rean already knows where her house is!]

[motiv8]

...Yeah. Probably for the best. Heh... good thing I learned where your house is last time, huh?

[He holds out his hand, offering it to her to take. Although...]

It... might be a little harder to get down the stairs than it was getting up.

[psykick]

Funny how these things work out, huh?

[Rinka looks at the stairs as she takes Rean's hand. He does have a point.

I could hold the rail too. That might keep me better balanced.

[motiv8]

Sure is.

[He nods.]

Okay. I'll go down ahead of you, we'll take it slow. If you start falling forward, I've got you.

[psykick]

[Rinka eyes the instance from the door to the rail... then steps outside. As the world goes dark again, she takes a steadying breath and walks forward. After a few steps, her fingers brush against the metal railing, and she grabs on. A couple more steps and she'll be at the edge of the first stair.

With Rean's help, she slowly climbs down the stairs, counting off each step in her head as she does.]

[motiv8]

[Rean stays in front of her, one step at a time. Sure, they're getting some odd glances from passersby, but Rean doesn't care.

When she goes to step down onto the sidewalk, he speaks up.]

Okay, last one... there you go. Solid ground.

[...He sounds a little relieved, too. It's not like he doubted she could do it, and it's not like he wouldn't have been able to catch her if she did trip, but it's nice to not have to be on AS high of alert.]