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SOLDIER BLUE ([personal profile] soldieringblue) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2010-05-14 10:09 am

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.

[identity profile] stfurameshi.livejournal.com 2010-05-19 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't get confused about it," he started again, voice boisterous. "There's not much of a precedent. Demons vary a lot. Some are monsters, some are perfectly wonderful people!" Yukina, Urameshi, Kurama... Even his favorite people, the people who he was on the best of terms with, they were all demons. "I guess, in that respect, they're not much different from humans." Because, of course, there were evil humans, as well.

"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."

[identity profile] stfurameshi.livejournal.com 2010-05-21 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
He laughed quickly as if experiencing a small victory, which he was. He so rarely got to be admittedly right about anything, so it was a treat. After the moment passed, he scratched his cheek and tugged the conversation forward with the next, logical question. "How do you know him, anyway? Is he actually being social?"

[identity profile] stfurameshi.livejournal.com 2010-05-25 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah. I didn't even know anybody was staying with Urameshi." He looked thoughtful for a moment, and then shrugged it off, smiling again easily enough. "Either way, I'm sorry that had to happen to you."