Tricksterfied
The Shipping Queen
"What a beauty."
Through his gaze, it reached to the tall heavens of the earth, an object that devoured all vision and common views. It was like a symbol to the one who spoke the simple phrase. A symbol of a beginning.
A peculiar sort of figure made his way in front of the school, not far from where Bliss was standing. And he seemed to walk with slow, unhurried steps. As if the greetings and Orientation were not about to begin in,.... say, I don't know. A few minutes?
Back to the subject at hand.
There was a clear contrast in between these two characters. One seemed to be all prepared for school and whatever the classes had to offer. But this newcomer looked more prepared for a funeral and a war. Heavy black cloak draped over the arms, complete with what appeared to be MORE fabric swathed around his waist and chest and other areas. In short, it wasn't the clothing of a common folk.
But they both seemed to be here for the same reason, otherwise, why in the world would they be standing in front of a place like this?
It was the male who turned his head slightly in Bliss's direction, silver eyes glinting and a sharp-toothed grin growing onto his face like the root retreating from the ground.
"Don't you agree?"
He seemed to respond to his own question, in the moment that he noticed he was being rather odd. The smile vanished.
"I...the school, I mean. Yeah. Very.... nice school."
Through his gaze, it reached to the tall heavens of the earth, an object that devoured all vision and common views. It was like a symbol to the one who spoke the simple phrase. A symbol of a beginning.
A peculiar sort of figure made his way in front of the school, not far from where Bliss was standing. And he seemed to walk with slow, unhurried steps. As if the greetings and Orientation were not about to begin in,.... say, I don't know. A few minutes?
Back to the subject at hand.
There was a clear contrast in between these two characters. One seemed to be all prepared for school and whatever the classes had to offer. But this newcomer looked more prepared for a funeral and a war. Heavy black cloak draped over the arms, complete with what appeared to be MORE fabric swathed around his waist and chest and other areas. In short, it wasn't the clothing of a common folk.
But they both seemed to be here for the same reason, otherwise, why in the world would they be standing in front of a place like this?
It was the male who turned his head slightly in Bliss's direction, silver eyes glinting and a sharp-toothed grin growing onto his face like the root retreating from the ground.
"Don't you agree?"
He seemed to respond to his own question, in the moment that he noticed he was being rather odd. The smile vanished.
"I...the school, I mean. Yeah. Very.... nice school."