Post by Tsubame on Jun 28, 2014 20:37:28 GMT -6
Tsubame wandered aimlessly. He saw many people he did not recognize or that would fit in. Like that red haired woman in the tiara. She definitely doesn’t belong here. He shuddered. He continued looking around for people working the festival he might know. His eye landed upon a couple of cute women. He began to saunter towards them but suddenly a rush of wind blew his hair into his eyes and his hoodie he wore over his suit flopped up on his head. He turned around to see a shimmering, iridescent staryu. Kaname jumped in between Tsubame and the staryu. Using psychic, the staryu sent the note to his hands and then used rapid spin and was gone before he blinked; sending more hair into his eyes and flopping his hood back down.
He looked down the letter, it was written in beautiful but rushed calligraphy. His eyes quickly scanned their way to the signature. Eira, what a beautiful name to write in calligraphy. He tucked the letter securely in a pocket of his hoodie and went to find where some of those cute girls ran off to. He found one, with a dark braid sipping a hot beverage and he figured he’d say hello.
”Hi.” His voice was a little gruffer than he had wanted it to sound, but it was in no way offensive. He was startled for a moment, when a flaaffy stumbled by his feet. He had hoped he didn’t step on it as it bumbled to what he assumed was its trainer. ”What a sweet little flaaffy you’ve got there.” His smile was genuine.
He looked down the letter, it was written in beautiful but rushed calligraphy. His eyes quickly scanned their way to the signature. Eira, what a beautiful name to write in calligraphy. He tucked the letter securely in a pocket of his hoodie and went to find where some of those cute girls ran off to. He found one, with a dark braid sipping a hot beverage and he figured he’d say hello.
”Hi.” His voice was a little gruffer than he had wanted it to sound, but it was in no way offensive. He was startled for a moment, when a flaaffy stumbled by his feet. He had hoped he didn’t step on it as it bumbled to what he assumed was its trainer. ”What a sweet little flaaffy you’ve got there.” His smile was genuine.
