@remnesque / love folded himself down next to coco with ambassadorial grace, resettling the twin axe holsters at his hips when their handles clipped against sun-warmed stone. shade academy’s outdoor gym was an open-air theatre. its semi-circle of seats staggered into the flat arena below, where the sounds of training students easily carried upwards. heavy sunlight fell overhead & wriggled as distant heat on the horizon. he turned quite deliberately towards her and from a tucked pocket pulled out a pair of sunglasses — heart shaped, red rims, black rose iridium lenses — winking with fashionable conceit before slipping them on.
‘ are you liking it here? i trust your faunus teammate is doing well? some of the treatment that i saw in vale was surprising for me. there are bullies everywhere, i suppose. nowhere is perfect. but there is a certain attitude in vacuo that i think is equalizing and even our white fang branch is less radical than what was happening in vale. la, more like radical gains some levity among some of the other groups that our wonderful city has! ’ and then he lapsed into an expectant silence, save for one bouncing knee showing how he’d prefer to join in practice over spectating it.
