#invicxus

[umbrisis]

          + invicxus

      Rhythmic tapping on the tabletop made her stir and snap upright. Pausing a moment to rub the sleep from her eyes with the back of her hand, she then searched for the source of the noise. Teeth sinking deep into her lower lip, her expression automatically softened into one of apologetic nature. Oh. That's right. Pyrrha. She'd been talking with Pyrrha. Falling asleep mid-conversation... She must've seemed so unbelievably rude. Blake gave her head an urgent shake in desperation to achieve some form of wakefulness. 

        ❝ Sorry, Pyrrha. Did you say there was a book you wanted to borrow? ❞

[pathofloneliness]

{ invicxus }

❝ I know how last minute this is, but I was wondering     if you already had plans for tomorrow. Seeing as       we don't have classes and all, I thought it might be     nice for us to spend some time together. You know,     when we're not focused on fighting.  ❞

    With one extremity carefully positioned behind her back -     completely out of sight so as to fully conceal crossed digits     serving to summon forth a rare moment blessed by favorable     fortune, genuine hope glisters from within vigilant optics     that practically shimmer beneath warm lights shining with     a radiance capable of setting the tone for significant galas.     Yes, the timing is certainly unfortunate, but perhaps the     taller individual will prove to have a more flexible schedule     than the erudite one currently believes her to maintain. 

[jaune-de-arc]

"Well? What'd ya say we leave this life of huntress and hunter and become a traveling dance group instead?"

[jaune-de-arc]

TOUCHES CHEEK

Cheek:"I want to tell you I love you."/Deep affection/Devotion

Stargazing and tea had become a regular relaxing thing after their late night training sessions and it was during such that he felt gentle fingers lightly stretch across his cheek. To say he was surprised was a bit of an understatement considering he’d zoned out while watching the night sky. However he doesn’t move away from her, instead he just gives a few confused blink as he stares back at her.

"Pyrrha?" He asks curiously as his hand gently reaches up and rubs at the back of his neck. "What? Do I have something on my face?"

[victoryslash]

(@Pyrrha)

Grrrummbble... Noboru's stomach moaned loudly as he sat upon a grungy, old public bench. Surely enough it was his own fault for skipping out on breakfast, but his palette couldn’t settle right just yet. Even though his new parents had been polite enough to offer him a meal, he couldn't find it in himself to sit down with the likes of strangers and get comfortable enough to eat their food. Let's face it--it was difficult to save face when he knew he was so homesick already. He missed his real mother's cooking, and eating out with his old peers he had left behind at his hometown… Come to think of it, he really was virtually on his own in this respect, wasn't he? How miserable, starting from scratch again.. But all of that seemed so far away now, Noboru seeing no point in sweating over such unimportant memories, wearily staring at nothing in particular as time continued at a standstill. Grrrumble.. ”Hungry…” Was there a burger place anywhere near by..? Anything would do really...

[jaune-de-arc]

"Pyrrhaaaaa! Heeeeeeeelp!"

It would seem as though the poor young man has gotten his blade lodged within the back of an Ursa and is hanging on for his dear life. She should probably help him out. Maybe.