[OPEN]

[harassing]

Who: Anyone, everyone, whoever feels like putting open or closed stuff in here tbh, no need to ask permission.
When: Feb 7-Feb 10, during the First Bloom Festival
Where: Various
What: A group catch-all log for lazy people
Rating: Individual threads will be labeled with warnings as needed, for now, PG


[ do yo thang ]

Comments

is this the part where they hold hands

[harassing]

[ It really is impressive. It's almost enough to make him completely put aside his worries of being here, of the uncertainty of what's happening to his comrades back home, and this is a dangerous realization. It's exactly what they want, isn't it?

He feels guilty, but this is nice. He's never seen such a spectacle before, and it's been years since he's been surrounded by so much positive energy. There isn't much to celebrate in the world he knows. He turns to LL when he hears the gentle hum of a song, smiling at the realization that he's enjoying himself. The man's a little more difficult to read than most, since he's so composed, but he seems at ease, here.

The little girl seems curious, too, inching her way onto Shinya's lap so she can be closer. ]

maybe

[accordance]

[ It is above all a scene of peace, a scene of serenity - something that was rare as well back on Orbis Eden. Its last days had been spent in the aftermath of war, after all, a disc crumbling slowly in space while a wind of desolation blew over its fragments. No bombs, no tornadoes, nothing flashy. The world did not end with a bang, it merely faded with a sigh as its people looked up upon their last sunrise and poison drained the life out of the land.

This is the complete opposite, and he appreciates it. This is a second chance, and he fully intends to put it to good use.

His eyes will not be drawn away from the pyrokinetics, so if Shinya wishes to ask him something he will have to raise his voice. ]