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Unfortunately, I will be unable to continue my use of this blog due to time restrains and whatnot. However; I have uploaded 203 icons of Kyosuke onto post image accessible via THIS link for free use. No need to credit. 

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                         honanrunner - Felt the Wind

       -{★}-             The warmth of the evening was as reassuring as the gentle breeze tousling his hair away from its position against his back; a long day of training was behind him and his comrades, now his thoughts took over his mind in a gentle solitude. His form was perched upon a short wall outside of  campus, enjoying the evening with nothing more than the nature around him and the peace that came alongside it. Sure, he enjoyed his time alongside his teammates… but each needed their own space from time to time, and these  sessions certainly drained him of not only his best efforts, but also of his social tolerance. That was, until he became aware of footsteps behind him scuffing to a halt some distance from his perch. Of course, how silly of him to be hoping for some solitude at a time such as the one present. With a long drawn breath and a gentle rub of his fingers over his pale, slender facial features, he turned to glance over his shoulder; “Is everything quite alright?”

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                     victor-ludorum - Felt the Wind

      -{★}-            The warmth of the early morning sun beaming down from the brightening blue sky was the perfect start to the day; a gentle breeze tousled leaves and plant-life around the seated figure, listening to the natural symphony of wildlife and the rustling of foliage. A deep, drawn in breath was taken; pale eyes observing what little human activity there was in the park at such a time of the morning. Once, witnessing the world wake up within such a serene place was  routine for the youthful male, but as time moved on and his ability to relax was taken over by restraints, it became a habit and much loved time-passer that was left in the dust. Training and studying took most of his free time those days, leaving very little for his own sense of mental well-being and the call of nature that tugged at his very heartstrings. Kyosuke raised his gaze from the distance and pulled his thoughts back into a chronological and more conceivable order; there was to be a busy day ahead, and mentally preparing himself for it’s challenges was only as natural to him as warming up was before running. Long, slender fingers brushed a stray strand of hair away from his face, tucking its length behind an ear while he stood. How wonderful it would have been if he could have been able to sit there for a few hours longer, to truly take in his surroundings and get the best benefit from its tranquil peace… but a morning of training called his name more firmly; on the wind came the motivation for him to begin walking back into the bustling city. That was, until his phone began to tone out; a n incoming call he was not excepting;  “Yes?”

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                  rocketstarterofhonan -Felt the Wind

       -{★}-             Such a silent morning; the sun was beaming down in its early state of waking, wildlife that grew accustomed to the busy park-lands within the city were making their usual calls; even the subtle breeze that moved through the leaves of shrubbery and trees was welcoming, motivating. It was this time of the morning, before the harsh bustle of the city began, that the youthful runner found it most easy to train on his own accord. Ashen hair billowed behind the jogging figure, silvery eyes ever hunting his surroundings for anything of interest, something to mark and dart towards in a motivated sprint; a certain emerald-haired comrade, however, had not been on the list of suspected acquaintances dwelling the streets at such a time of the morning… and thus, the youth made it his point to dart over in greeting, eyebrow quipped in questioning; “You are out early.”  

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Azure examined the male before speaking. He was tall, yes, but young, like a sapling just stretching its roots. He had long hair, Mama would approve of that, and it came in such a strange color for a human, though it reminded her of one of her younger brothers. He seemed tired, but not in the common sense of the word (ah, you seem tired = you look awful today), he appeared overworked.

I should be more careful, he told her as he apologized for almost dumping tea all over her perfectly dry outfit–today she wore shorts with a fish scale pattern and a black jacket. She nodded in agreement. “Yes…you probably should.” She stepped around him and leaned against the counter. They delivered her drink without her needing to say a word.

She turned around, drink in hand and raised a brow at the stranger. “I’ll guess…you’re on vacation, but you can’t relax. You’re….exhausting yourself and possibly…damaging your body beyond repair.” 

How did she know this? Was it that obvious? What she psychic? No, no. It was simpler than that. Pretty much everyone who visited this vacation spot did the same thing. Be they athletes, writers, painters, accountants, politicians, CEOs, what have you. It seemed that this place simply couldn’t relax their tensed desire to do more. 

Whatever. Azure never understood it.

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       -{★}-              Kyosuke’s mind was distant, and indeed he should have been looking where he was going. He certainly would not have forgiven himself if he had donned the young lady’s attire with his tea... A gentle soul resided behind his usually blank expression; emotions and word only coming forth from his features when he deemed such necessary. The female before him was blunt, to say the very least but certainly not wrong and thus, the male turned to make himself comfortable at a table nearby, hoping the rain would soon settle outdoors so he could continue his daily routine. Her words however, caused the male to pause; his teacup but only centimeters from touching his lips, eyes averting from the window and toward’ the brisk acquaintance. Again, she was not wrong; in fact, her words were ringing the utmost of truth within the young runner’s mind; he was supposed to be relaxing, yes, but simply couldn’t. He had much on his mind, many expectations to reach... He couldn’t just sit back and relax when he could have spent the time productively. “Your analysis of me is indeed, correct, miss. I imagine you see  much  of  the  same  story here, yes?”  

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↳  Morning sun warmth up slightly chilled skin, dawn having passed,      as many were now getting up for the day’s events. While slumber      would have been much preferred, there wasn’t enough time between      getting up regularly && daily business soon afterwards for a jog. 

      Pace.              Gotta pace self.      Megane had been training, attempting honestly, in working self better,      least in order to match with Stride members && least of all for himself      to feel more confident in own abilities. Which for him still && always      will be lacking when it came to running. At the very least he’d manage      to achieve in jumping over things, but not without still slowing down in      order to achieve so. 

     Tiredness were already starting to set motion, unacceptable. It’d been      only half an hour into the jog && calves were already starting to feel the      aches of strain. 

                        “ Ha….”      A breather was needed. Slowing down to a stop, body hunched over               hands placing on ankles, rubbing.      A sudden voice had head turning general direction of source.

                            “ Ah!   Ohayou Kuga-senpai. “ 

     Emerald hair Kohai stood back up straight && greeted senior with a      slight bow of head, damp brow being wiped by covered arm.  

     “ Ha-ha..ha.  Early bird gets the worm, or more the less beats the        traffic flow of people. I did not know you jogged this route. “

     Then again he wouldn’t know who jogged any of the streets in the      morning, as this were the second day he’d been attempting to jog.   ↲

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       -{★}-              Pale optics observed the youth before him, noting his exhaustion but sensing the sheer determination within his very form. It was good to see; someone taking their training partially into their own hands in order to strive,t o improve. Yes; the emerald-haired male would certainly improve his stamina in due course if he kept to jogging and then pushing himself at small intervals. It had aided himself, after all. "I jog many routes; they vary depending on the day  of the week. It prevents the scenery  getting  dull.” A pause in his speaking allowed the elder to observe the male for a moment longer;  “You have eaten breakfast, yes? Gotten enough sleep?” His concern was all-too-often brushed aside, but truly he wished only the greatest of success to his team mates; comrades.  

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╰ ☥ ╮   To be honest she was surprised to see that the gentleman would so KINDLY give her jewellery back. She was aware of the idea that people would keep the treasured ring to themselves: it was pleasant to see that someone would not do that. “Thank you Sir, you’re very kind.” Tanned fingers plucked the ring from his grasp as a light SMILE graced her features, slipping the ring back onto her index finger.

                          “For your honesty I’d like to repay you if you’d allow me. Name your price.” 

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       -{★}-              Kind? Yes... deep inside he was a kind-hearted soul... it merely did not break the seemingly blunt aspect of his facial expressions very often. Giving a slight smile, the youthful male rose his hands and softly shook his head; a payment? No, he could never accept as such for such a simple gesture as returning property to whom it belonged. “Nonsense... There  is  no  need  for  repayment,  miss. I could not take anything for simply doing what is right.” 

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╰ ☥ ╮  “Pardon me but..” Upon first speaking Eshe felt obliged to be polite when talking to a stranger, but if push came to shove, she would not be afraid to become rude. “That ring there in your hand is mine..” Pine green hues observed the absolutely priceless piece of jewellery in the stranger’s hand, the very ring that had been passed down from generations and as a gift, was given to her. “Can I have it back please?”

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        -{★}-            An eventful morning it was certainly proving to be; he had found the aforementioned piece of beautiful jewelry while out training; many pathways of the local parkland were sometimes fraught with lost items and he had always made a point to leave them with one of the cashiers at the nearest cafe in the hope of their owner’s visiting such a place in search for any such item. With nary a word or hesitance, the ashen haired male offered the female the ring betwixt his long, slender fingers. “You should certainly be more careful with  such  bewitchingly beautiful pieces of finery, miss.  I’m sure not all that may have found it would have been so open to return such a  ring.  I  am glad it has found its way back to its rightful owner without  any harm or  hassle.” 

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                       multimuseparade - Felt the Wind

        -{★}-            The weather was abysmal; of course, he had witnessed such before while at home, but there was something about the magnitude of the raging sea and the ripping thunder overhead that felt so much more amplified when out of the city, where greenery was abundant and trees bowed to the sheer strength of the churning wind. The way the lightning lit up the entirety of the bay reminded one of the sheer ability of mother nature, a sincerely underestimated force at times. With his clothing soaked through to the skin and the weather only seeming to grow worse, the youthful male decided to head inside in search of warmth and perhaps a hot drink. He was supposed to be on a training holiday, after all; far from the city, he was meant to be resting more than training, but his need to always be improving was sincerely disrupting his previous plan. To return to the city much stronger than when he left would sincerely be a very pride-giving moment. Call it a goal. Stepping slowly inside of the small cafe on the beachfront, Kyosuke felt the wall of heat in place of  the sodden rain. Comforting in comparison to the violent weather raging just outside of the very door he had paced through. Standing besides a few other damp members of the public at the counter, he ordered himself a cup of tea and waited silently, eyes casting around. Sure, being so far from the city was nice, in many ways, but he was missing the streets he knew. Turning with his tea in hand, the ashen haired male had to be careful to not spill it over another that was stood behind him; with a curt bow of his head, he offered a short apology; “Ah, I’m sorry. I should be more careful.”

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                              reijinair - Felt the Wind

        -{★}-             The warmth of the evening was as reassuring as the gentle breeze tousling his hair away from its position against his back; a long day of training was behind him and his comrades, now his thoughts took over his mind in a gentle solitude. His form was perched upon a short wall outside of the Saisei campus, enjoying the evening with nothing more than the nature around him and the peace that came alongside it. Sure, he enjoyed his time alongside his teammates and indeed, the Saisei team... but each needed their own space from time to time, and these joint sessions certainly drained him of not only his best efforts, but also of his social tolerance. That was, until he became aware of footsteps behind him scuffing to a halt some distance from his perch. Of course, how silly of him to be hoping for some solitude at a time such as the one present. With a long drawn breath and a gentle rub of his fingers over his pale, slender facial features, he turned to glance over his shoulder; “Is everything quite alright?” 

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                        shizuukana - Felt the Wind

        -{★}-             A short holiday away from the vastness of the city had been needed for a longer length of time than the ashen haired male wished to admit; he truly missed the serenity of harbor-side towns and settlements, its wildlife second to none in comparison to the bustling city-scape. Yet, still there was a tugging inside of his chest, the pull of home forever in the back of his mind. Unfamiliar streets and customs made him uncomfortable, his socially distant nature all the more daunting in a place that he had never once called home. A morning at the pool had been planned for it would be a way to relax and perhaps even an opportunity to build on his stamina; every little helped when it came to training after all. Once changed and his clothing locked away in a rental locker, Kyosuke timidly made his way into the main pool complex, eyes scanning the lanes for those few that were already within the water. Evidently, none were familiar faces but one fellow had such form he had ever seen in a young swimmer; he could not have been much older, or younger, then himself, truth be told... and it was intriguing to say the very least. “Good morning.” 

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                                 reidiator - Felt the Wind

        -{★}-             There was little worse than the feeling after being mocked for what one loved the most; his passion for running and his dedication to his sport had been shunned only that very morning by someone he considered a trustworthy ally, a friend, family. It concerned him, that so very many people around were quick t judge those following a path that would not be open to many, a path that so few chose to tread due to its difficulty and dedication. But he had the skill, the need to succeed, the talent and determination. All he was now lacking, was the support. Feet trod the ground slowly, eyes glancing around the small town; he’d just finished his morning run, having distanced himself from the city for a short holiday to regain himself, to breathe the fresh air of the outdoors and to train in a sense of solidarity. His thoughts caused his pacing to alter, mind elsewhere as he stumbled, albeit gently, into the back of an equally tall male with the starkest blue hair he had seen;  “My apologies, sir... I was not looking where it was I was treading.”

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                         shogi-strider - Felt the Wind

        -{★}-             Such a silent morning; the sun was beaming down in its early state of waking, wildlife that grew accustomed to the busy park-lands within the city were making their usual calls; even the subtle breeze that moved through the leaves of shrubbery and trees was welcoming, motivating. It was this time of the morning, before the harsh bustle of the city began, that the youthful runner found it most easy to train on his own accord. Ashen hair billowed behind the jogging figure, silvery eyes ever hunting his surroundings for anything of interest, something to mark and dart towards in a motivated sprint; a certain emerald-haired comrade, however, had not been on the list of suspected acquaintances dwelling the streets at such a time of the morning... and thus, the youth made it his point to dart over in greeting, eyebrow quipped in questioning; “You are out early.”  

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                               relatiions - Felt the Wind

       -{★}-            The warmth of the early morning sun beaming down from the brightening blue sky was the perfect start to the day; a gentle breeze tousled leaves and plant-life around the seated figure, listening to the natural symphony of wildlife and the rustling of foliage. A deep, drawn in breath was taken; pale eyes observing what little human activity there was in the park at such a time of the morning. Once, witnessing the world wake up within such a serene place was  routine for the youthful male, but as time moved on and his ability to relax was taken over by restraints, it became a habit and much loved time-passer that was left in the dust. Training and studying took most of his free time those days, leaving very little for his own sense of mental well-being and the call of nature that tugged at his very heartstrings. Kyosuke raised his gaze from the distance and pulled his thoughts back into a chronological and more conceivable order; there was to be a busy day ahead, and mentally preparing himself for it’s challenges was only as natural to him as warming up was before running. Long, slender fingers brushed a stray strand of hair away from his face, tucking its length behind an ear while he stood. How wonderful it would have been if he could have been able to sit there for a few hours longer, to truly take in his surroundings and get the best benefit from its tranquil peace... but a morning of training called his name more firmly; on the wind came the motivation for him to begin walking back into the bustling city. “Good morning, miss Sakurai.” He uttered, long strides soon bringing him alongside the familiar female.  

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                        makotonagisarp - Felt the Wind

         -{★}-            The weather was abysmal; of course, he had witnessed such before while at home, but there was something about the magnitude of the raging sea and the ripping thunder overhead that felt so much more amplified when out of the city, where greenery was abundant and trees bowed to the sheer strength of the churning wind. The way the lightning lit up the entirety of the bay reminded one of the sheer ability of mother nature, a sincerely underestimated force at times. With his clothing soaked through to the skin and the weather only seeming to grow worse, the youthful male decided to head inside in search of warmth and perhaps a hot drink. He was supposed to be on a training holiday, after all; far from the city, he was meant to be resting more than training, but his need to always be improving was sincerely disrupting his previous plan. To return to the city much stronger than when he left would sincerely be a very pride-giving moment. Call it a goal.  Stepping slowly inside of the small cafe on the beachfront, Kyosuke felt the wall of heat in place of  the sodden rain. Comforting in comparison to the violent weather raging just outside of the very door he had paced through. Standing besides a few other damp members of the public at the counter, he ordered himself a cup of tea and waited silently, eyes casting around. Sure, being so far from the city was nice, in many ways, but he was missing the streets he knew. Turning with his tea in hand, the ashen haired male had to be careful to not spill it over another that was stood behind him; with a curt bow of his head, he offered a short apology;  “Ah, I’m sorry. I should be more careful.” 

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                              downyheart - Felt the Wind

         -{★}-            Optimized for vast resistance to friction, the clothing that clad the young male provided a stark contrast to his pale features and ashen hair; it’s length billowed behind his figure as training shoes struck the ground with a calculated speed. An unwritten path lay itself before his feet, unexplored roads and alleyways stretching for miles beyond his line of sight; heart thrumming eagerly to explore, to enjoy the wilderness, the greenery. A two-week holiday to be spent training and relaxing in unison; time to grow to understand himself more, to work on flaws in his fitness, in his stamina, to gain strength and ultimately; speed. The ultimate goal was to return home better than he had left, but resting was just as important. Feet struck the concrete of a wall, using its smooth edge to partially run along, to drop to the ground from the rooftop of which he had been running across previously and to continue along at street level. It seemed that there were few strolling the streets near to the beach that morning, fewer people to have to dodge, to avoid, to slow him down. Vaulting over a seemingly low wall, the young male found himself strike the sand a few feet below, the friction of the new surface much different to the comfortable smoothness of asphalt. Like the wind, it was simply another item to conquer, to understand, learn from and ultimately use to his advantage.  Launching himself over several bars with acrobatics and athleticism, the male skidded himself to a halt; eyes immediately darting to his watch of which had been timing his pre-positioned lap of the streets. A short smile and an elongated breath afterwards, he raised his vision to see a young male glancing in his general direction;   “Good morning.” 

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ooc: My gosh, all of you wonderful people have the most aesthetically beautiful blogs and icons and I’m just kinda sat here with the photoshop skills of a baby ostrich.