#niragi open starter

[niragixpsych]

Open starter: In the rain!

A groan came over Niragi's lips before he spat a small amount of blood on the floor after leaving the game arena. Only him and three other players had made it out and just as they were back on the street it started to rain heavily. For a few moments the militant just stood there with his eyes closed, letting the rain wash some of the blood on his face away. His right side hurt badly as well as his left arm, knowing he would need to check what happened to them.

His eyes opened and he slowly made his way to a nearby apartment building and he went inside. Niragi then sat down on a couch in the lobby, letting out another groan. He closed his eyes again to deal with the pain he was feeling and he opened them again as he heard footsteps. "Who's there?"

[niragixpsych]

Open short stater!

"If you don't come the fuck out behind that corner your time in the Borderland ends here. If you think I wasn't aware you following me around the whole day then you're dead wrong. I merely put up with it until now, but now you're getting on my nerves." Niragi said as he stood in one of the hallways of the Beach. His mood had started to drop a while ago and if someone wanted to pick a fight with him he would be up for it.

[niragixpsych]

Open starter: A glimpse into the past!

Niragi had come back to the very spot his whole life had turned upside down and he found himself in Borderland. He sat down on the same bench he had sat on that day and leaned back. His eyes closed and he felt the sun dance over his skin, making it feel warm while a light breeze tried to play with his hair. On his way he had gotten into a little fight, but he didn't seriously injured and besides a busted lip he was unharmed and he didn't pay much attention to it.

The young male still wondered why fate had decided to bring him into this strange world he only was able to leave after becoming a day goblin. He didn't have any regrets, but he couldn't help but wonder. Did fate have a cruse or a blessing in mind for him. Niragi held back a small sigh and opened his eyes again before glancing over the people passing him by, during another busy day in Shibuya.

[niragixpsych]

“There’s something wrong with me. There’s something wrong inside my head.”

[niragixpsych]

Short open starter for Niragi: Move it!

Niragi had positioned himself next to the main door to the beach, walking people coming and leaving. Not many of them took notice of him and right now that was how he liked it. Even though he liked how busy this place was from time to time he had a hard time to handle all the noise. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips as he allowed his head to fall back against the wall. A small crack formed on his face, a small glimpse of the yearning to have a close connection with someone and the loneliness he felt. But that crack was gone as fast as it had appeared, knowing it was no use to wish for something that wasn’t meant for him. His path led straight to hell and he was willing to walk it alone.

The militant heard footsteps stop next to him, but he didn’t bother to turn his head. It didn’t really matter, he just knew he didn’t want to get bothered by anyone. “Just fucking move it.” He said, his tone dangerously low and his expression showing he was in a dangerous mood. At the same time he moved his rifle to lean against his other shoulder, a silent warning. If triggered a storm would break out over the one that had dared to stand there for sure.

[niragixpsych]

Open short starter:

“I already made my decision, you’re not going to change that. So you better get out of here or you might get hurt.” Niragi's voice was low and quiet and it was clear that it took him a lot of strength not to lose it. His words were a clear warning, a sign that he was in a bad mood and about to make someone pay for it.