The library had the potential to be a challange for Sascha. It depended entirely how it was laid out of course, where and how signs labeling the shelves were placed. It seemed a good idea to be proactive about it, rather than wait until he had a deadline. So when he had a spare moment, he made his way to the library, clicking softly to keep track of his navigation on a broader scale and using his cane to feel his way on a smaller scale. The clicking told him where he was on the map of the land, his cane told him what to expect from the next step. He moved with grace and confidence, his long dancers legs eating up the ground.
Once in the library proper he stood and got his barings a moment before clicking around until he found an echoed shape that was likely a person at a desk. That seemed to be his best bet and after a brief moment of hessitation he headed straight for the desk, clicking a couple times as he went. His cane stopped short of even needing to touch the desk and he stopped in the appropriate place, settling his long white cane against his shoulder.
"Excuse me, I'm looking for a help or information desk, am I in the right place? If not could you point me in the general direction?" Sascha asked, his voice refined and proper, though his face held no haughtiness. He wore a serene smile, his blue-green eyes unfocused and not quite looking at Will.
Sascha was exceptionally androgynous, which he went out of his way to highlight with his close. Today he was wearing a pair of what was almost certainly girls jeans that fit his narrow hips nicely and flared out below the knee and a sleek tight fitting long sleeve shirt in a rather vibrant purple with a detailed tribal tattoo design in white all over it. It was certainly also from the women's section, and looked like it might be an athletic shirt for biking or the like. He wore a delicate silver necklace and a very very soft chiming in the silence of the library suggested he wore some sort of belled bangle on one ankle. His jet black hair, which fell past his waist, was pulled half back a wire and bead clip held it in place. His gender was hard to tell, his face fine boned and elfin. But his chest was decidedly flat, his hips decidedly narrow... and he stood more than a couple inches over six feet.
Feeling someone standing over him, Will looked up slowly. He instinctively moved his arm towards his wand, ready to defend himself if need be. It was silly, because if someone wanted to harm him,... more
Sascha cocked his head slightly and clicked again with his tongue, the slight whisper of clothes, the man's shift in positions, all bespoke tension to Sascha. As did an undertone in the man's voice.... more
For the first time, Will noticed the student's white cane. Apparently, whether the student was male or female, he or she was definitely blind. He'd never met anyone disabled before, unless he counted ... more
Sascha blinked, his green-blue eyes very vibrant and unexpected considering his dark hair and features that suggested Asian decent, and an accent that underlined his Asian features. His pupils tended ... more
"Oh, no, it's fine, no imposition at all." Will assured him or her. This was part of his job and he at least had to be able to do what was required of him. Otherwise, he might be fired, when it was a ... more
"Thank you very much, I appreciate your time and assistance," Sascha said with a serene smile. "My name is Sascha Murakami. If we could just start at the front of the library? I'm hoping that there... more