Sep 1, 2014
How do I get close to my family members --
Or something- at least know their names.
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How do I get close to my family members --
Or something- at least know their names.
{❦} — "And so, it's time to make the most of time, my love. Tic, toc. Tic, toc."
The god clears his throat and fiddles with the megaphone in his hands before wincing at the feedback it gave. "Yeesh -- oh, wait, is this on?" Laughing -- quite loudly, considering that now he was speaking into the thing -- he continued to let out a prolonged note as he pranced along the academy. "Hey, little demishits! Who wants to cook something in the kitchen with the awesome god Apollo?"
Thankfully my allergies have calmed down today!
So who else keeps weapons on campus here?
The moves are slow, but not forgotten as he steps with the weapons, hilts grasped tightly in the palms of his hands and eyes narrowed in concentration. A motion up with the left before a crouch-like move forward, right hand placed steadily in front of him; a light a layer of sweat forming as he continues. The slow moving steps are quickly rebutted with sharp movements, wrists and arms bending to allow the swords to quickly swish behind him before being thrust forward as he spins; springing into the air with quick steps and landing with a resound thud on the patio.
Edison's breaths are heavy as he rights himself, bringing up the hem of shirt to wipe away the sweat threatening to fall into his eyes. It had been a while since he had run through a whole routine using his prized swords, and the moves weren't as quick and precise as they used to be. "Practice makes perfect, and perfect is the only acceptable result." The words were smooth off his tongue, the mantra having been cemented to his memory after years of reciting. It was late enough in the day that any other students wandering around were most likely just finding their ways back to their rooms; or as the demigod saw it, an opportune moment for him to practice.
Watching eyes tended to only irritate him, and create nothing similar to a "boosted performance due to the support" that so many others boasted of. With another look of determination, Edison resumed the beginning stance of his routine, eyes narrowing in concentration once again. In a swift motion, he's facing the other direction, sword inches away from another's neck, "Why are you here?"
With his guitar hanging from his shoulder he strolled through the yard of the academy, searching for a peaceful place. Settling down by a tree he strung the instrument letting the first sounds of soft melody resonate through the air. His voice joined the melody, creating a perfect harmony.
After I met you, every day is new My stuffy heart feels fresh now My heart is hot, it’s so hot I get shy when I see you for no reason
Hug me tight, wrap your arms around my neck When we lock eyes, kiss my lips Your eyes bury into the back of my neck It feels like time has stopped, I want to keep holding you
For a long time, I only waited for you Our heartbeats make my heart pound even more Baby baby
While he kept on singing and playing he did not realize the audience, which ended up watching him from a short distance.