SOLDIER BLUE (
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and is the flood over yet
WHO: Kuwabara y Solja
WHERE: A dinky park somewhere man idk locations LET'S USE OUR IMAGINATIONS
WHEN: S...ometime. When it's daytime. 8'|
WARNINGS: Idk
SUMMARY: *makes creepily insightful psychic eyes at teenagers
FORMAT: No
He took a liking to that park. Small, genearlly quiet as far as population went, and the atmosphere was almost always pleasant. Children had that effect. Their personalities were brighter, louder than the anxiety-ridden passers-by on the sidewalk yards away from the green. It gave Blue a sense of peace that he had a hard time keeping hold of. He would have to bring Jomy here to experience it. It was...almost healing. Comforting. If he closed his eyes, Blue could imagine those children running around the Shangri-La. Safe. Content. He imagined what it would be like if those Mu children were here...
And that anchored him back to dread. As free and wonderful as it all was...there was so much, too much threatening it. Soldier Blue was more inclined to a positive hope than most of his comrades, but all the same...So much danger. So many volatile variables in these many powers. A quiet, bubbling chaos. No wonder there was so much underlying fear in the humans. It colored the city--the living community seemed like one that was holding its breath, allowing a smile but at the same time bracing one's self for something dreadful. A lot had happened in such a short time.
He was there to clear his mind and try to find the right questions to the right answers with the right words. Trapped or not, he was uncertain of his status in this world. Knowing such a thing would be of benefit, but...
A yelp from one of the younger children drew his attention outward, watching the small game of tag. He himself was of hardly any notice; he allowed the minds of the people around him to shroud his appearance to something uninteresting, masking his vibrant eyes and hair for something more sudued. It made people watching easy and without fear. A part of him sat with an anticipation, waiting for another familiar notion to come his way. It was the same bench he'd come across Claude, after all. His...friends brought him solace. It would be nice.
WHERE: A dinky park somewhere man idk locations LET'S USE OUR IMAGINATIONS
WHEN: S...ometime. When it's daytime. 8'|
WARNINGS: Idk
SUMMARY: *makes creepily insightful psychic eyes at teenagers
FORMAT: No
He took a liking to that park. Small, genearlly quiet as far as population went, and the atmosphere was almost always pleasant. Children had that effect. Their personalities were brighter, louder than the anxiety-ridden passers-by on the sidewalk yards away from the green. It gave Blue a sense of peace that he had a hard time keeping hold of. He would have to bring Jomy here to experience it. It was...almost healing. Comforting. If he closed his eyes, Blue could imagine those children running around the Shangri-La. Safe. Content. He imagined what it would be like if those Mu children were here...
And that anchored him back to dread. As free and wonderful as it all was...there was so much, too much threatening it. Soldier Blue was more inclined to a positive hope than most of his comrades, but all the same...So much danger. So many volatile variables in these many powers. A quiet, bubbling chaos. No wonder there was so much underlying fear in the humans. It colored the city--the living community seemed like one that was holding its breath, allowing a smile but at the same time bracing one's self for something dreadful. A lot had happened in such a short time.
He was there to clear his mind and try to find the right questions to the right answers with the right words. Trapped or not, he was uncertain of his status in this world. Knowing such a thing would be of benefit, but...
A yelp from one of the younger children drew his attention outward, watching the small game of tag. He himself was of hardly any notice; he allowed the minds of the people around him to shroud his appearance to something uninteresting, masking his vibrant eyes and hair for something more sudued. It made people watching easy and without fear. A part of him sat with an anticipation, waiting for another familiar notion to come his way. It was the same bench he'd come across Claude, after all. His...friends brought him solace. It would be nice.
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"So." He smiled. There really wasn't much he could enjoy less than assuring somebody that Hiei was just, for the most part, a nasty fellow. "It's just that Hiei spends too much time being angry and unreasonable."
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"You're a great deal more knowledgeable about such things. I'll accept that reason."
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