The "five senses" advice has consistently improved my writing, ever since I first heard it, and it's something I always try and remember.
Looking around at the space port they'd docked in, Shinji was amazed at just how many people there were here. He wasn't used to having to deal with so many others, both due to his natural gravitation for being alone and the sheer absence of most others since the Instrumentality, until recently. Radiant Garden was a city that had mostly recovered from heartless attacks in previous years, but it was nothing compared to what the man who'd registered their ship as "the best colony in the L4 cluster". It seemed as if everything was happening at once; once Sora had paid a not-insignificant docking fee, eyes had widened, fingers had been snapped, passes had been issued, and space-suited workers had been ordered to make accommodations, no questions asked.
As Shinji walked with the others through the port, the scent of what was probably some type of fuel or hydraulic oil lingered in the main docking area, probably coming from the large hoses that seemed to be hooked up to some of the other ships. There were also multicolored sparks rising from a welding project on one of the ships' hulls, and it gave off a strange, green, acrid smoke. The smells of the dock itself were slowly replaced, however, by more organic scents and they continued through the passages to the colony itself. They must've passed a cafeteria by now because he caught the faint whiff of what could only be described as a microwave dinner. In the past, Shinji'd always disliked when Misato-san had bought packaged meals for herself, Shinji, and Asuka to eat, but now that things had changed so much, it was almost nostalgic.
Partially because he was curious and partly to take his mind off of life back on Tokyo-3, Shinji reached into his pocked to pull out the pass he'd been given by the registrar at the dock, via Sora. It was apparently some sort of security pass because in addition to his name, his "access level" was "visitor", he was labeled as an "Earth Citizen", and his "PLevel" was "white". Shinji wasn't really sure what any of these things meant in the colony, but he supposed they'd find out eventually; he just hoped that they'd be able to find the other two keyblade wielders somewhere on the colony.
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Looking around at the space port they'd docked in, Shinji was amazed at just how many people there were here. He wasn't used to having to deal with so many others, both due to his natural gravitation for being alone and the sheer absence of most others since the Instrumentality, until recently. Radiant Garden was a city that had mostly recovered from heartless attacks in previous years, but it was nothing compared to what the man who'd registered their ship as "the best colony in the L4 cluster". It seemed as if everything was happening at once; once Sora had paid a not-insignificant docking fee, eyes had widened, fingers had been snapped, passes had been issued, and space-suited workers had been ordered to make accommodations, no questions asked.
As Shinji walked with the others through the port, the scent of what was probably some type of fuel or hydraulic oil lingered in the main docking area, probably coming from the large hoses that seemed to be hooked up to some of the other ships. There were also multicolored sparks rising from a welding project on one of the ships' hulls, and it gave off a strange, green, acrid smoke. The smells of the dock itself were slowly replaced, however, by more organic scents and they continued through the passages to the colony itself. They must've passed a cafeteria by now because he caught the faint whiff of what could only be described as a microwave dinner. In the past, Shinji'd always disliked when Misato-san had bought packaged meals for herself, Shinji, and Asuka to eat, but now that things had changed so much, it was almost nostalgic.
Partially because he was curious and partly to take his mind off of life back on Tokyo-3, Shinji reached into his pocked to pull out the pass he'd been given by the registrar at the dock, via Sora. It was apparently some sort of security pass because in addition to his name, his "access level" was "visitor", he was labeled as an "Earth Citizen", and his "PLevel" was "white". Shinji wasn't really sure what any of these things meant in the colony, but he supposed they'd find out eventually; he just hoped that they'd be able to find the other two keyblade wielders somewhere on the colony.
...This was fun.