Yugi hummed softly as she walked through the park. It was such a nice day out today, though it was a bit chilly but she didn't mind it too much. She looked up at the sky for a moment as she walked and she smiled brightly before she looked forward again so that she would watch where she was going.
Though as soon as she looked forward again she bumped right into someone and fell onto the ground. "Ouch. Aha..Sorry. I didn't mean to bump into you like that..I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." She said, not looking at the person she had bumped into.
Shikuza was the part alone at park, well not really alone, but her older brother was home sick; and she was invited to play with a group of kids to play kick ball. It had to be one of least favorite games to play. She was bad at it, not because she was girl- it was because of her eyes. She couldn’t really see straight. She tried to say to them, but they convinced her… they needed an other person to play so the teams would have the same number of players. So she had to agree. She didn’t want to inconvenience them. She knew a few of kids, they from her school… she didn’t want to deal with them giving her grief at school too.
So they played for a while, and then Shizuka had a perfect shot. it was open, and could have had her team win. Winning wasn’t everything but to a bunch of kids. Winning did mean a lot to them. She could do it, and in the heat of the moment she swung her leg as heard as she could. But instead her missed, no winning shot, she fell right onto her back with and audible thud. Her teams berated, thinking it was funny, but they where still sore about losing and kicked her off the team.
Shizuka frowned, rolling over onto his stomach to get up. She walked over to a bench- someone was sitting there. She looked up at the person. She was sad about the game and wanted to sit there… all the other benches where occupied it was the only place she could sit.
”..Do you mind if I sit here with you?” She asked.
All those of the world were entitled with the right of making their own decisions, however stupid they happened to be on hindsight. Such decisions should be made with an educated understanding what exactly they were getting into, but he understood fully the appeal of the spontaneous act. He was not particularly taken with the idea of manipulating the state of his mind under the influence of alcoholic beverages, the trend of his life dictating it not to be a tremendously brilliant idea. He was unstable enough as it was, to think that he would make worse his condition in a way like that was…. ludacrious. Still, there was temptation.
Temptation enough to try, sipping at the sharp tonic, wincing as it burned his throat in passing. His body was warm, far warmer then it should have been and he began to grow too comfortable. His personality was not one that would permit him to go wild, run buck naked through the town waving about his undergarments for the populace to admire. Admire they might, but it would hardly be the makeshift flat constructed out of material. It might be the dangly bits hanging free, unnoticed as it slapped about with his movements.He cringed simply considering the scenario.
Grim reached to tangle an arm around the shoulders of his companion, his stance slipping, somehow upheld with his support. What Grim did when loose was exactly what Grim did loose. He talked. He talked and he talked, and he talked, asking questions, not giving room for a word in edgewise, considering a topic of discussion too quickly to uphold the last left behind. He talked until the ear of his companion began to wilt, until the seasons changed with the turning of the tide. He talked about everything mundane to everything deeply spiritual about his person. He talked about his son and his Heart and his daughter. He talked about the future and everything in between. He talked about the world, how to resolve all issues imaginable with a banana.
Chest ached in a way no doctor could cure, the mind becoming clouded with ever growing anxiety. Just as they thought the worst had passed now it seemed it was only a prelude to far darker times. "Silly Knight..." They paused trying to rally themselves to bring forth the necessary words. "The clan is under heavy fire. Amun's mother and Silly Pharaoh's lover was murdered by a man possibly connected to Arcane's, Silly Horus has been kidnapped and... Yami who lost his aibou is... not well."
"Hmm?" He twisted, all this noise! All this hassle! What on earth was going on? "What? A murder?” And an MIA. Damn it he couldn’t leave for three fucking seconds without hell reigning down. “What do you mean not well? Details. Now.”
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My questions:
Where is the one place you want to be right now?
California where it's warmer than here and I can hide under someones bed.
School or job?
I'm trying to go back to school
Your favorite fandom?
UmmmmmmmmI'd have to say YuGiOh to write? But the CATS(musical) fandom have some of the nicest people I've ever met and I've never seen one shipping war.
What is your favorite, non anime, TV show or movie?
Doctor Who or Grimm
Favorite food?
Fried Zuchinni (DON'TJUDGEME)
What kind of music do you like?
Everything but heavy metal and rap. And some country...All country starts to sound the same after a while.
Should Pluto still be a planet?
PLUTO WILL ALWAYS BE A PLANET
Do you have a favorite stuffed animal?
I do. It's a stuffed animal I've had since I was a baby.
What are some hobbies outside of tumblr?
Writing, drawing, acting/face makeup/working backstage in theatre, singing disney songs while I bake cookies
Do you have a favorite board game?
no board games in particular that I can think of...Games in general would be Apples to Apples and Michigan Rummy
What is your favorite month of the year?
October, hands down. Usually the perfect time of fall when the trees are still bright different colors and it's also the month with my favorite holiday.
Ryou sat in park, on the swings, many of kids where running about playing having fun with their friends, and making new friends out of strangers. Although it seemed that no other kid was playing with him, nor did it seem that other kids kids where interested in the boy sitting alone on the swings. Maybe just no one was interested in swinging, no one could really tell, they boy was just seemingly alone. Although the boy seemed okay with it, he didn’t seem sad, maybe a bit bored as be drew circles in the dirt using the sol of his shoe, and other odd forms an shapes as well. Currently though he was trying to draw the necklace he was wearing, a golden ring with a triangle, of course it would be brown like the dirt and not the shining gold of the actual necklace, when a shadow came other his drawing he looked to see a person standing there.
”..hello.” he greeted, he hadn’t even noted the person approach. He wasn’t paying attention though, so it did startle him or any such thing. He looked up the person with a bit of curious expression, wondering why they came by the swing set.
