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Fashionable Businesswoman
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 Posted: Wed May 25, 2011 10:38 pm
Nina Tensai ✘ Lady Punk Too much hassle. It's too cramped. This isn't the perfect place. This doesn't feel right. In need of air, in need of freedom. The smell wasn't fit for it. Those were the excuses or reasons that Nina had used to escape the dorm that she shared with the Freaky Fish Girl, no offense to her roommate of course. Truth be told, she was use to the smell, having lived by the beach for... ever and being near the fish market for... ever, Nina was actually the few who was able to tolerate the smell for a long period of time. And, if she were to get tired of it, hey there's the door to get some fresh air and a collection of scents of different varieties if you're that tired of it. Nina got to that point tonight, and she was feeling restless to meet tonight's goal. TO regain that muse of hers and some how bring it back to life. Well, the best way to get a muse back is to be surrounded by wonderful reference. And in this world, anything can be a reference if you took the time to actually look around you. You look at people, you can see the expressions, movement, how they work and how they move. You looked to the shops, and hey that could be a nice background for a scene picture or something. Everywhere you look, there's a piece of reference waiting to be used, to be a part of something greater. Yes! That's the kind of motivation she needed! Now then.... Nina suddenly faced the crashing watches then crossed her arms. Well well, salty water....we meet again. Though, with a curious to of the head and eyes searching about, she was wondering if now... perhaps this time she could see the very shore as something beautiful. If not? Nina stared.... .... .... Well! Then she'll just have to do something of a ... blue print. Simplifying the beach, give it some sort of visual, yes? "Hmm..." Miss Black and White grinned to herself then tapped two fingers on her lips, staring at the waters. When you think of the sea... the ocean... You think...? The deep sea creatures. And when that comes to mind? Deep sea monsters. And when that comes to mind? Treasure. And when there's treasure... "Pirates..." Nina suddenly started to run towards the water until her feet were consumed by the cold, watery salt. Now then, she can't just... do ANY pirate. She had to do the best of the best! Now then... with arms crossed and eyes focused, a toothpick wiggling between her teeth she started to go through some past ideas that she must've had and didn't complete. The girl was confident, she'll find this subject... It couldn't be anyone generic, that was for sure. So the usual look of a pirate was out. "Hmmm..." she rubbed her ear. Now... if memory served her correctly, there was one whom she wanted to-- "Chosokabe! Ah,... damn of-freakin'-COURSE!" she kicked the water suddenly then grinned out. There couldn't be a better subject, after all she has heard some pretty kickass tales about the guy and the adventures of war and sea. There, she'll try and work on that! Alright! With another kick of water and a grab and throw of her tooth pick now floating about and getting lost int he crashing wave, Nina found her muse again and a subject to boot! Just had to do some research of course... not like the subject was actually alive and standing about nearby. Motochika Chosokabe. Now... where to start? Nina paused at this... and in an instant looked behind her to see a canvas ready to be drafted on. If there's no paper, well... bending down to get a sharp, broken shell as a utensil and being on the beach... there's always the empty sand ready for an artist's hand. Nina squatted down and rubbed at her nose, staring at the sand for a good minute or two, and soon curves formed. A line here... a shape. To any person passing by, they'd just look like lines, but to Nina here they were than that. She was able to see the very subject, how they looked, the pose, the stance. Fairly easy! And so the recovered girl began the draft for memory.
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 6:35 pm
Black Kitsune
He ran as fast as his legs could take him, which wasn’t all that far. He had his daily dose of running throughout the day and didn’t plan on going through another session of it. His feet began to slow down on him once he arrived at the beach, seeing as that he wasn’t being followed the Kitsune decided to stop and catch his breath. Looking back at the Cove he still saw some of the colored smoke evaporating into the air, now that he had a chance to think about what had happened through the course of his escape the Kitsune felt a bit guilty for bombarding Yasumori with smoke bombs. He was just startled by the sudden appearance and sort of overreacted, not only that but those were the last of his little smoke bombs, which meant that he would need to restock later on in the day. There was just one problem with that though; he was already running low on money for dinner. He sighed out with low spirits when he came across the thought, but the solution to that problem could wait for another day at least; for now the Kitsune continue to move along the beach thinking what would be his next move. It was already getting dark. Maybe it was time to return back. After all it would be risky staying out for a long amount of time; people would get suspicious back at where he stays. But as he stared up seeing the sparkling stars and the moon gleaming down on the ocean as the waves crashed onto the sandy gound the Kitsune just couldn’t bring himself to go back. The night was still young and whatever happens afterwards he’ll face it with a half assed excuse. Going further along the beach he noticed a figure bent over and going at it with the sand, it was odd to see from a far but it made the Kitsune curious nonetheless. He approached slowly towards this person not wanting to disturb but to observe, with each step the silhouette figure came into view and revealed itself to be that girl from before. He hadn’t quite caught her name, but the face was obviously familiar; she was the one that first stumbled upon him doing one of his night strolls. Unlike the boy he encountered today she complimented his work, something that was pretty rare for his case. He stood directly behind her now seeing her running a seashell through the sand. Obviously she was making something out of this; that focused look on her face proved that, the question now was what exactly is she making. Whatever the case maybe it was going to be grand, he was sure of it. Standing here and watching her work without her knowing was sort of eerie, so he decided to let himself be known to her even if he knew what will happen to him. “Isn’t it dangerous to be out here alone at night?”
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 12:51 am
Ⅰ! count ¹²³ and → m o v e . on Ⅱ! count ¹²³ & ~ take __ a bre akⅢ! count ¹²³ ⅋ THINK ABOUT IT ⋮ i'm gonna m o v e . on → at my pace ! K O S U K E ! I S H I D A How could he describe this feeling, could one easily expressing such a thing through words. Love, passion, joy, happiness, none of them, no matter how strong the meaning, could not fully define this feeling of beauty. Just the sight of it was more than enough to put a person on the path of true enlightenment, especially at the beach in such a time. With the waves hitting the sands gently before pulling back into the ocean, and the sun shining so bright with no clouds to block it making it a great day of fishing. One could not pass up this opportunity that the great Buddha himself had given the people, the young man wanted to take full advantage of this. Wasting no time to set up camp near the far edge of the beach with the waves hitting at the bare feet of Kosuke; they scrunched up and wiggled about in a ticklish manner but that wasn’t going to stop Kosuke from enjoying his hobby. With a very old fashion rod in his hands Kosuke had high hopes to catch a big fish for the day, but the fishing wasn’t the cause of the feeling that was driving his heart ablaze. On the beach were numerous, numerous women in different sets of bikinis, some more revealing and seductive, others more subtle and cute. They were out doing what any would do on the beach, have a blast. Splashing each other with water, jumping up in the air to hit the volleyball trying not to let anything…slip out; and the best part was sunbathing with the top piece open probably begging for a handsome man to put some sunscreen on their backs. Oh it was a gift from the gods alright and Kosuke was catching it all with his highly trusted telescope. Their curves, their legs, their flawless skin, every bit of the body were observed with pleasure. " Oh dear heavenly Buddha, thank you for blessing me with your grand gift. With this, I am one step closer of seeking Nirvana." said the lecherous fish sage with a wide grin. His intentions were pure, very pure, the most purest of all pure intentions of fishing in absolute peace, but there was nothing wrong with watching a few honeys getting wet with see through merchandise; after all it was for the sake of research!
After just arriving in Iwadate Kosuke a was already pleased to what they had to offer him, fresh breeze of the ocean, a great place to go fishing and babes! A Beach full of babes! Full of lovely bunch of coconuts, standing in a row! Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head! The sight of them made Kosuke’s cheek grow a bit red with excitement. " Oh Ho ho!~ Look at those two just rubbing lotion on each other’s backs…goodness I can finally be at peace now..." really he was joking about the peace part, but what was not to love when you had a chance of seeing two women rubbing one another the right way? Especially with a telescope to get a close up; it was gold, pure gold. He wasn’t even sure if he was still fishing anymore, the sight of heaven’s gifts to earth had caught his eyes in more ways than one. He should definitely bring Sai out to the beach some time so they could enjoy the women together, but the stoic guy probably would deny such a treat. No matter Kosuke was fully determine to show him what the Gods had to offer them at the beach whether it killed him or not, judging that it was Sai he was dealing with that could most likely be the case. He chuckled lightly at the thought, wouldn’t be the first time that had happened and it won’t be the last, there was nothing wrong with hanging out with a person that you trust. Even if that person was just a cold looking man Kosuke will forever have the pleasure of calling him a friend. "Oh! Just a bit more Ojou-chan..Reach up higher for the ball come on…pop ouut." Whether or not that was a good thing in Sai’s case was still an unknown factor.
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 4:02 pm
Suzume Kirihara  "Oh! There you are!" A bright tone, covered with a mix of relief, reached the fisherman's ears as a short haired girl ran his way with her arms stretched up, waving energetically at him. "Kosuke! I- Wah!" An instant she was making her way towards the pervy sage (one of some she had been looking for all morning), and the next, she was tripping, her face meeting the sand. But almost like a spring, she was back on her feet, a sheepish, big smile on her face, a hand scratching at the back of her head. "I am fine! Don't worry! Aha ha!" Now, gazes were probably over her, but with a little wave of her hand and another reassurance that she was fine and nothing had happened to her, the brunette brushed the sand on her clothes and knees, skipping, in a slower, safer pace, towards Kosuke. The sand...it was always hard walking on it! It was different from the concrete back in Oshu...b-but! That didn't mean she didn't like the sand! It was white and grainy and and... pretty! Just like the sea. Yeah, if she had to be honest, she would say that Iwadate had pretty nice beaches, a place where people could have a nice time and relax for a while.
The girl slowed down, her hands clapping behind her back as she looked at her friend, a small reproachful look in her face. "Koooooosuke! What are you doing?" she asked in a little sing song tone, her head tilting to the side just slightly, eyes landing on the telescope in his hand, blinking. She shook her head though, sitting down beside him (making sure not to get wet), before stretching. "But anyway. This is nice, isn't it? People having fun, the sea...But... shouldn't we waited until tomorrow to come? Or...some time were we weren't skipping class?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 5:29 pm
Ⅰ! count ¹²³ and → m o v e . on Ⅱ! count ¹²³ & ~ take __ a bre akⅢ! count ¹²³ ⅋ THINK ABOUT IT ⋮ i'm gonna m o v e . on → at my pace !K O S U K E ! I S H I D A "Oh Ho ho Ho~ " The laughter from the pervy sage was never ending, there was so much to be seen on this beach. He didn’t think that he would be able to see through it all himself, but he will try and gather up all the info he can through observing these fine ladies. He could go one in life doing just this, nothing could possibly ruin such an occasion until he heard a voice calling him out. Full of cheerful vigor, sort of like a bird singing in chirps on a morning day, this voice was all too familiar to Kosuke. With his Telescope he looked onwards to see that it was the ever optimistic junior, Suzume Kiriho, rushing towards him in the sand. "Ah? Suzume? Hey! Don’t be running into the sands like that you’ll…" sadly before he could warn the girl, she had already fallen face first into the sand. "….fall.. " sighed out the Fisherman. As soon as she planted her face onto the sands, she immediately popped her head back up and came over towards him. Another sigh escape his lips, such an energetic girl Suzume was, it was almost too much for even Kosuke to take. The moment she questioned what Kosuke was doing the man freaked, hands flailing out wildly only to shift back into his usual self composed nature, pointing the telescope out towards the sea with his nonchalant smile gleaming. "Oh nothing much, just trying to get a glimpse on the joys of live is all, hehehe… " it was a very lame excuse for him to make, but considering it was Suzume it would have to do. That was another thing that he would never understand from Suzume, her oblivious nature, it wasn’t as bad of saying that she would believe that two plus two would equal fish, but when it comes to something like this it would seem that she would have no clue on what was going on, maybe that was for the best. Out of all the women in the world Kosuke couldn’t bring out his insane lust towards Suzume, just didn’t feel right to taint her like that. Putting his telescope to the ground he got a good look at her face, seeing at how it was dirtied from her fall Kosuke pulled out a little handkerchief and started to press it up on her cheek, scrapping off the dirt. "Yare, Yare… your way too much trouble than your worth Suzu-chan. You ought to be more careful than that. " he lectured. He didn’t know if she would be defiant or not towards this, but he wasn’t caring much as he continued to work along her face trying to clean it as best as he could. He felt like he needed to do this, he wanted to do this, was as if it was a responsibility to make sure that she was alright.
Once he was down getting off the sand as could Kosuke removed his hand and resumed to what he was doing before anything, fishing. Though there wasn’t much to catch on the string, but that wasn’t the point of fishing. If it was for just one purpose of catching a fish then everyone would be quieting by now, it was refreshing, a way to clear one’s mind from the daily trouble of life. Though fishing was even more enjoyable when there is company, " Well of course, Iwadate is well known of being a beach paradise. The sea is just beautiful from this side of the beach….think about Suzu-chan, if we didn’t skip we would have never gotten good chance to enjoy all of this. ...Say Suzu, have you eaten anything? "
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2011 7:22 pm
~Sai Sakurazaka, the Cherry Blossom Killer~
(Location: Iwadate Beach) He supposed that it could have been considered rude the way that he abruptly took his leave of the duo back down the beach near the Iwadate Cove, but to be honest, he really couldn't care less if the musician back there got twisted up into a knot because he left him standing for the second time that day. It was mere coincidence, as far as Sai knew, that the boy had followed him to the first two destinations on his impromptu tour about the Iwadate City, and it wasn't really his fault if the peaceful reverie that he sought was, both times, compromised by the approach of another person into the otherwise unpopulated surrounding. If the boy seemed put off by it the next time they crossed paths, then perhaps he would explain it to him. Then again, perhaps he wouldn't. It would really depend on how he was approached by the sheltered young flutist, and whether or not he was in a particularly good mood at the time that they encountered one another. Until then, however, the thought was out of mind and nowhere near the conscious thought-center of the violet-haired man from Oshu...instead, he noticed very little except the beautiful coastline and the way that it stretched and rolled down the beach...the unfurling of waves lapping at the white sands, the gentle spray of foam and water with each crash of salty liquid. Before long his wanderings had brought him nearly the entire distance down the coastline (into roughly the same area where Kosuke was likely conducting his 'research') until the White Palace was in sight, far on the Southern Horizon...the waters of the ocean to his left, the East, and the Boardwalk of the city to his right. His ankles were cold, his feet sandy and damp with the warming waters of the sea, and while he contemplated where his next steps would lead him, his red eye shifted back out across the sea where he could see far off a fishing trawler setting sail out into open waters...nothing on the far end of it but the golden sun and the blue horizon.
He looked out of place there, his black button-up shirt on the beach still done up loosely with his lazily-tightened tie...like a monolith against the empty backdrop or a relic of the dark corners of some macabre city taken out of context and dropped right there in the center of natural beauty. And as a breeze blew through and kicked up the strands of his violet hair, the balmy breeze brushing across his pale, scarred skin, his constantly-worn, stern expression took on an element of...unusual tranquility. It was almost noble, but not in a way that would be easily-approachable for anybody. His lips thinned and he could swear he tasted the sea on the bottom with the tip of his tongue. There was just something about this town that he both loved and hated. The beauty he loved...the people, well...
High above the sun wheeled across the sky at its usual rate, until it hung straight over their heads at the very break of midday. It was hot, but not oppressively so. In fact, it was a gorgeous day for the middle of summer, only a few days away from the longest day of the year if he remembered things correctly. Perhaps it was a good thing he had come out from school to enjoy the beach on a day like this. It would have been a shame to miss it...
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 12:25 am
Suzume Kirihara "Oh? Really, now?" Her head leaned to her side, big eyes shifting towards the ocean, a small sigh escaping the girl's lips. "Joys of life... ... ..." She returned back to look at Kosuke, her eyes narrowing slightly, almost as if she was suspicious; as if that lame excuse would work. "... You are right. It is reaaaally nice out here."Eer...yeah. It worked. Or if it didn't and the girl wasn't feeling like scolding him for it, or bring on an argument, nobody knew. I mean...no one could be thaaaaaaat airheaded, right? It was pretty obvious he had bee looking at girls bouncing around! He would always do that back in Oshu. Or...or maybe he didn't. Suzu couldn't be sure... and she didn't want to think badly of her friends. Yep, so whatever what was happening inside of her mind, she shoved it aside, just going on with the flow. If he said he was watching the ocean, then he was. Simple as that! Right? Right. The girl nodded to herself, a grin growing at her own thoughts, only to change immediately to a pout and puffy cheeks when a cloth brushed against her cheeks gently. "Aaw, come ooooooon, Kosuke! I am not a little girl! ... ... Just a little distracted here and there, but! I can totally take care of myself." And that was a complete lie. Suzume nodded nonetheless, moving away from the handkerchief after all the sand was off, cleaning the rest for herself. "See? I can clean clean my face aaaaaall by myself." the girl beamed, before leaning back slightly, stretching her legs, listening to the fisherman's answer, a small confused frown turning visible on her face. "But...we could enjoy it other day, either way. It is not like the sea is going anywh- Ah?! Food? Um..." She had been too worried about finding either Kosuke or Sai before they go about causing trouble, that she had forgotten to take breakfast. "Nuuu...I haven't. Are you giving me some?"
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Aaaaah, it was hot. How had she stayed sitting down in the sand for...how many hours had been now? Anyway...the girl had been too focused on the coming and going of the waves and how the foam seemed to swirl around her bare feet before disappearing and how the pearly sand grains fought against the huge flowing mantle to stay in place. It was really beautiful, she had to admit. Very different from back home. Maybe she could convince her brothers to come here with her later. No wait...she couldn't say she had skipped class. ... ... Aaaah, she'd think of something. But for now, the girl that seemed to always be moving was calmly sitting down, observing the never ending blue waters. A hand moved to brush some rebel, short locks out of her face....only to fail miserably. "Heeey Kosuke ~ Caught anything yet?" Weeell, she couldn't stare at the ocean forever. Even if it was a sight not seen every day, the girl was getting bored. Suzu turned, her gaze shifting to the people around the beach. Girls sunbathing, guys watching girls sunbathing, kids making sand castles...people swimming...Sai...some guys surfing ... ... Oh! Wait. "Saaaaaai!" Her face brightened as she stood up, calling out for the violet haired man. Was she mad? ...Maybe so. "We're here, Sai! Kosuke, Kosuke! Look! It's Sai ~"
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 12:20 pm
~Sai Sakurazaka, the Cherry Blossom Killer~
(Location: Iwadate Beach, Walking Towards Iwadate Boardwalk)Moving along the beach with his singular crimson eye set out across the horizon, one might think that he was looking for something out there or perhaps that he was simply too enchanted to look away for whatever reason. It wasn't unusual to see someone walking along the white sands with their eyes wide, their mouths agape, tourists you could pick out at the drop of a hat if you were a local because they all had that refreshed, overly-satisfied expression at having finally gotten away from whatever daily grind was weighing them down for a little well-needed R&R. This was...decidedly different, and while the view wasn't actually one that Sai saw every single day (though he saw it most days, as often as he could escape the city to come out to this beach-side haunt), he seemed only to soaking up a quiet sort of contentment. He wasn't awestruck or gaping, and his eyes lacked that saucer-like quality that was so common amongst tourists of the Iwadate Coastal Village. And while even the people around him came to this place for different reasons...that perverted fish-man for his disgusting 'research', the artist to look for subjects for his grand masterpiece...Sai was quite the opposite to them as well. He walked without a purpose, but his steps always seemed to be purposeful, as though he could turn towards any destination at all and still know exactly where he was intending to go. He walked the path alone, but any solitude that he sought had been lost a while ago. His path lead him now far from the reclusive location of the Cove and into the heart of the Iwadate Beach...coincidentally into the same general location as two of the companions that had been popping up in his complex chain of thoughts here and there all morning. Before he noticed them, however, there was another presence that was tickling at the back of his mind...something that he had always been uncanny at detecting, even when the one responsible was particularly skilled at concealing their intentions. He didn't look back towards the Boardwalk right away because he didn't wish to spook them, not believing giving them a chance to run before he spotted them would be fruitful. ...No, he was certain of it, he was being watched. And when his nerves reached a boiling point his neck turned slowly from the beach on his left towards the Boardwalk on his right, his red-eye's gaze zeroing in immediately on the location where the wandering artist had been watching him only a moment earlier...but as his eye found the location, certain that the eyes were watching, he saw nothing to match his suspicion. "Hm," his deep voice hummed in the back of his throat as he waited a few more moments for someone to meet his star, but no one did. Perhaps he had been wrong? ...Yes, it was possible, he supposed. But it wasn't the case and he knew it...as surely as he knew the color of his fingernails, he knew it...he just had to catch them the next time they wanted to sneak a peak.
Sai let out a small breath, as close to a sigh as he was apt to come, and it was just as he returned his attention to the beach laid out before him that the energetic voice of the one person he could never seem to properly ignore broke through his thoughts once again and drew his attention to the duo standing near the far edge of the beach. And standing beside her was none other than the one person in the world he'd like least for her to be around. That...ill-mannered eel...he was a toad in the fish pond! And yet, somehow he had also become a part of the inner circle of the Cherry Blossom Killer. It was thoughts like that one which made Sai often wonder whether or not he was entirely still sane. Alas, the sight of Suzume's bright smile and wave snapped him straight out of any thoughts or fantasies that a person might have been lost in. His lips twitched slightly but he did not return the gesture, not intending to be cold in the manner, but a result of having never really been the social type. He closed in on where they stood with slow, measured, even strides...his violet hair and red tie thrown about by the windy breeze. It was getting warmer and warmer...and he could tell by the red tint of the girl's skin as he came close, the flush in her cheeks that keeping her outside in the sun for much longer was only going to lead to the poor thing getting burned. Of course, did Sai care about any of this? Conventional wisdom for anybody who had been watching his morning so far would say 'No.' Thus, it likely would have come as fairly surprising when the girl (who others must have thought was for calling out to a strange guy like him) was greeted with a casual nod...the hard edges of his smooth, scarred face becoming just a little bit softer when he looked her over as if to ensure that everything was in order. One hair out of place, one bruise on her skin, anything...and somebody, somewhere was going to pay for it. That was an oath he made a long, long time ago.
"Suzume," he said her whole name as he always did...softly but sternly in his deep voice, only this time there was a small but reproachful edge lacing the inside of it; no doubt she had been sitting out here all morning waiting for them, the result of the potentially-uncomfortable tint resting upon her pale skin now...of course, that was only part of the reason that the stoic, intense boy seemed to be annoyed. "I thought I told you not to hang around this pole-wrangling fish-jockey on your own. Who knows what he might try to do to you if the two of you were alone," his words were again reproachful, but they lacked any real venom...it was almost as if this was routine, him finding her doing something that she probably shouldn't be doing...trusting somebody that she shouldn't be trusting...and before they knew it, he was gently pulling leading her away (sometimes by the arm, sometimes by the shoulder, sometimes even by the hand if the 'aggressor' was of that type...and if the subject ever spoke back against him, he made a mental note to find them and deal with them later...that was, if she could hold him back from reacting on the spot). He would say a few more words, softer than before when the two of them were at a distance...she would apologize or explain her intentions (always innocent), and he would shake his head and silently forgive her, leading her on to whatever destination awaited the two (or three in this case) of them again in the future. This...was no exception. His stern, red eye focused on the girl for a moment longer than was probably necessary, wanting to make the point clear that her doing such things displeased him...though you might also say that it worried him, but Sai might also skewer you for such an assumption, so...you made guesses at your own risk. Finished with that, his gaze then shifted over her shoulder towards the goofy pervert and his championship-caliber fishing rod; humming ominously in the back of his throat for a moment, he decided against wasting words on the pervert...this time. It wasn't as though he would listen if Sai told him to shape up...honestly, he didn't even know why he bothered with the guy at all. Except that when he was around...Suzu seemed to be a little happier, the same way she was when any of their other group was around. Perhaps that was why they had become the 'Oshu Gang' or whatever they were called around here now...or maybe Sai just hadn't gotten around to kicking the whole of them out of his inner circle and would get around to it, yet.
"You shouldn't have let her sit out here alone, you perverted sage. I know it might not be your forte, but if you value your life, you will be more considerate when you are watching over her from now on," another empty threat? Harsh words for the sake of saying them, like a routine they couldn't shake? ...Maybe a little, but there was also still the remnant of a dangerous edge that always lingered in his voice for anyone but present company...and it was there this time for Kosuke. If there was one thing in the world he was actually more serious about protecting, it was Suzume Kirihara...and no man, especially one with as questionable a set of morals as Kosuke Ishida, was safe from his wrath when she was involved. Luckily, she didn't seem to be hurting just yet...and by the color of the skin she hadn't been officially burned yet. Best not to take any chances, though. That was why without warning, the violet-haired Senior turned his head towards the boardwalk and faced up to the walk leading up towards the long, populated strip. As much as he hated weeding through places like that in his free time, it didn't seem he had much of a choice. Besides, hadn't they said something about...food? Or was he hearing things...? Either way, he intended to get it. Thus, he tossed a glance over his shoulder at the brown-haired girl and her companion with his singular eye...a wry and silent acknowledgment, an irrefutable invitation for the two of them to start tagging along beside him once again.
"Well? Come on then...if we don't get you out of the sun for a while you're going to burn," he told the girl lowly, his deep voice forcing a little steel into it to cover up the softness that usually accompanied it when he spoke to the air-headed girl, "you did say you wanted to eat, didn't you?"
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2011 4:16 pm
 ->Min-Jee Park, Iron Fist of Oshu<- "I've got my mouth, its a weapon, It's bombshell, it's a cannon..." Tsk. All this school stuff was just a drag to pile on with the fact that she had basketball and everything. Then again, she wasn't one to really talk when she never really attended any classes to begin with. Hell, her High School years were just getting on a start too. She was actually kind of amazed at the pace she finished her middle school days though, but she was also glad to say that she was out of that. Being there was like hell, but then again most places were to her. She never really knew how to exactly adapt to places like most people do. She wasn't even sure if the people she was kind of acquainted with could be called her 'friend.' Pshaww. Did she even know what having a friend was like. "What else is there to do around here...?" The girl sighed to herself before reaching into her pocket. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes along with a lighter. Form the pack she pulled out a single cigarette, although it seemed like there was only about three more sticks left in the pack. Keeping the extra she put them back into her pocket as she then lit up the one she had at hand. The breeze blew some of the smoke its ways as she placed the cig in her mouth to take in some of the smoke. She let out a sigh as puffs of smoke released itself before taking a look out onto the beach waves. "Maybe it won't be so bad here..." She told to herself as she just shoved the lighter back into her pocket. It didn't feel so strict around here than it did back in Korea, and she felt like she had a better sense of this freedom too. Water rushed at her feet as waves came by, and soon enough sand began to cover her feet along with it. She was kind of glad that she came out here to get some air, but then again, any place was better than being at school where she had to actually learn and listen to people. "...I've got my words, I won't give them mercy, mercy."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 4:27 pm
Suzume Kirihara While it was true that some would get offended when their greetings went mostly unnoticed, Suzume was fairly satisfied with the casual, silent nod thrown her way. Hey, it was a huge leap...before, he would just glare at her whenever she'd wave around. So with a big smile, the brunette clasped her hands behind her back, obviously happy seeing the violet haired young man, and oblivious of the reproachful gaze upon her...at least for the moment. Though, the moment Sai spoke, the girl lowered her eyes and fidgeted as a small sheepish chuckle escaped her lips. "But Sai," she whined, "Kosuke was just fishing. And...and I was just waiting here! Though, I must admit that he was using his telescope thingy just before I arrived. But...there's nothing wrong with that, right?" she explained simply, not aware that perhaps those innocent words would only cause more glares (and hopefully only that...) towards the pervy fisherman. "He said he was watching the ocean." The upbeat girl rubbed her nose sheepishly, only to flinch at her own touch. Ow! Hey...when had her skin turned this red? She...she hadn't stayed that long under the burning sun of summer, right? Luckily for her, though, it wasn't that bad. And the color would probably go away in a few hours.
"So, don't be mad at Kosuke, please?" Her attention was taken away from the plead that might save the fish sage and to the question that had just poked at her attention span. "Burn? Oh! Aha...haha. Don't worry about me. It is nooot that bad. But, um...yeah! Let's go!" she followed behind Sai, just like she always would, turning only to look at the pervy sage with a smile. "Are you coming as well? Come! It should be fun. And, we'll probably get food faster."
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 9:03 pm
Ⅰ! count ¹²³ and → m o v e . on Ⅱ! count ¹²³ & ~ take __ a bre akⅢ! count ¹²³ ⅋ THINK ABOUT IT ⋮ i'm gonna m o v e . on → at my pace !K O S U K E ! I S H I D A The excuse was lame, totally lame; even Kosuke would know that it was a worse lie of the century. A small bead of sweat ran down with fear of her figuring out what he was actually doing with his telescope, but luckily she just shrugged it off with hints that she believed in his words. He sighed out in relief subtly, that was way too close for comfort. It was such a hard time dealing with Suzume when Kosuke wanted to be, well the pervy sage that he was, her ways were just too pure for him to continue on. It was sweet that she was such an angel, but also sad that he couldn’t observe some of the ladies getting wet with see through swimwear. But, for now, he would have to hold in as best as he could until she were to go off on her own, which also wasn’t a good idea either. Hearing that she hadn’t eating lately he sighed out again, ]"Suzu-chan…you have to take better care of yourself, alright let me see what I got on this thing " he waited long and hard to see if he had a tug, a nibble, a full on force of a fish that would snap onto the hook. Sadly there was nothing to gain from this, really if you looked at the fishing rod one would wonder how anything can be caught on that. It wasn’t high-tech, it was just a long smooth wooden stick with a stringed hook attached to it. Nothing, absolutely nothing can be caught with that, but Kosuke always believed that he this was the ideal fishing tool. ]"Oh my, oh my. Looks like the fish are too busy fighting each other rather than to taking a nibble on my bait. " Pulling the hook out of the water with a might tug Kosuke just set it to the side. He sat there scratching the side of his head as well as his leg with his foot. He wanted to get food fast, some fresh fish for a spit roast. Nothing could ever beat a spit roast, whether it be a stirloin steak, grilled lobster, or a luau; Kosuke would always prefer roasting a fish on a stick. Maybe it was time to use his sure fire way of getting a good meal, but before he could use this secret weapon a new guest arrive. “ Oh my Cherry blossom killer-kuun, what brings you here old friend.” Well he wasn’t really old, but it was a habit of saying something like that. Still it was always refreshing to have Sai come and visit, even if it wasn’t purposely to come see him.
Oh he already felt that bold hostility fermenting from the tone of his voice, such a serious fellow this Sai was. Even showing such behavior to one who would actually consider him his buddy, but he didn’t pay no mind to the insults. All he did was to smile as always, showing no grudge, no anger, just a happy fisherman as ever. “ “Now, Sai-chan you gone and hurt this man’s feelings. Who’s this pole-wrangling fish-jockey you speak of. All I see here is a mere honest to goodness and handsome fisherman.” he thought that title suited him quite well, even if Sai didn’t think so himself. “Now Suzume, remember…Believe nothing, no matter where you read it, or who said it, no matter if I have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense.” This wasn’t nothing new when Kosuke spoke in riddles. This time it was one of the Buddha’s sayings, he himself knew the meaning of these words quite well, but then again he had his own way of thinking when it comes to the meaning behind them; it was up to Suzume herself to understand what this words meant to her. Again Sai’s hostility was not letting up, it was quite sweet to see really. Having only Suzu’s best interest in mind, though he could have done better without those little death threats. He didn’t mind any less than the insults, shrugging with a smile. “ Hehe, do what you must Sai-chan..I have lived a good life.” those words could have been taken as depressing, but Kosuke said them like it was nothing at all. He was a smart fellow and that is why it didn’t to see the real meaning behind all of this. He continue to smile showing a more playful side, “ My dear friend, you try so hard to be mean and yet…hehe so easy to read~” this would probably seem like he was signing his own death warrant, but with Suzu around and defending him it wasn’t going to happen any time soon.
Again it was always nice seeing Suzu trying to be that guardian angel of the group, Buddha would have been proud of her. As she looked over at the Sage prompting him to go with them Kosuke turned to face the sea, with his fishing rod in hand he threw the hook far out into the ocean and began to wait for a bite. “ I wish I could Suzu-chan, but you know what they say two is company, but three is just a crowd..Sai doesn’t do too well with crowds. So it would be fine to have just you two go along to grab a bite to eat. Right Sai~
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2011 10:00 pm
~Sai Sakurazaka, the Cherry Blossom Killer~
(Location: Iwadate Beach, Walking Towards Iwadate Boardwalk)Much like the Perverted Fish Sage had learned to treat most of Sai's threats (when Suzu was around, at least) were empty ones, the red-eyed Senior let pretty much everything that his bucket hat-wearing mouth let past his lips pass by without giving it much thought. It was obvious to deduce from the telescope, Kosuke's perverted grin, and the fact that Suzu had been left alone long enough for her skin to grow that pink just what was going on before the 'Cherry Blossom Killer' had arrived. "More of your disgusting 'research', I presume," Sai interrupted his excuses before they got rolling, purposefully not addressing how he felt about Suzume's accepting his sad excuses so easily...she was so trusting and innocent, it was almost scary to think what might happen to her if he wasn't around to look over her. Still, when she asked him not to be mad at the sage, he really couldn't say that he had been in the first place...whether or not he liked him was another matter entirely. And with that in mind, he had turned his back to the fisherman and instead, returned attention to the brown-haired girl and his intention of getting her out of the sun sooner, rather than later. "As you wish, Suzume," his red eye closed as he let out a small breath, casting one final, intimidating look in the direction of the pervert as he dismissed the rest of his 'reasons' for what they were...excuses. And the excuses rolled off his back, his eye only turned to the fisherman for the briefest of moments as he went on and on about his hurt feelings, how honest he was, and on and on and on...could anybody really stand to listen to this guy talk for more than ten minutes without wanting to shove shards of broken glass into their ears to dull the pain? ...Of course, for all the harsh thoughts and cutting words, the violet-haired man didn't seem to be in any rush to do something about it. And that he was a part of the Sakurazukamori's inner circle was perhaps the most obvious evidence that his 'hatred' of the dark-haired sage wasn't quite as intense as his words would have made one believe. Rather, it was safe to say that if you observed the scarred young man long enough, one might notice that his apparent intensity wasn't specially reserved for Kosuke or spared upon anybody...other than Suzu, that was. In fact, the indifferent with which Kosuke was often treated was probably as close to a sign of friendship as anybody was apt to squeeze out of Sai Sakurazaka...or maybe not. It was really fairly hard to tell with him one way or the other.
What wasn't difficult to see was that he wasn't intending to stop or turn around whether the deviant fisherman decided to follow them or not, which meant that when he decided to stay behind and continue fishing. What did it matter t him if he stayed behind or he didn't? Sai hadn't invited him, they had only followed in search of him while he went up to the Rock for the morning reverie. Suzume, however, he wasn't going to leave behind with this pervert one way or another. That was why when he disagreed, he glanced behind to the girl to make sure she was still coming with him. Of course, this only opened him up to hear more of that loose-tongued moron's inane prattle. 'So easy to read...', '...Right Sai~' ...Just what sort of nonsense did he think he was implying?
"I don't know what you think you're implying, but I would watch your mouth if I were you. As for whether or not you come, I don't really care. Come, or don't...but do it now," the red-eyed young man warned ominously, taking Suzume's hand to ensure she wouldn't waste any more time out here and get burned even further before moving back towards the Boardwalk again purposefully, this time without any intention of stopping until they had reached their destination. "...Don't dawdle, Suzume," he added in his steady voice, perhaps just slightly softer once they were a little distance away from the fisherman, releasing her hand if she felt like taking it back and walking on her own, "And don't feel bad for that pervert. If his staying behind upsets you, I'll buy you pudding. That should make up for it." It wasn't a question...but a statement. He knew how she would feel if he didn't come along, so he was getting her pudding to make up for it. And it would make up for it. Maybe it was a little presumptuous of him to assume as much, or maybe they just understood one another...but it was simply how Sai was.
Suzu knew that better than anybody, after all.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 12:55 pm
Kazuma Tenkyuu
"Kazu"  Kazu slowly made his way to the beach, he was sniffling a little and, from a distance, one would think that he had just been finished crying. In reality, Kazu was fighting through a cold thaat had come on overnight, which was why he wasn't in school. Instead of coming to class, Kazu decided to come to the beach thinking that the fresh air and the sight of smioling faces might cure him of his sudden sickness. Kazu's family was never big on medicine so the tendency to try and just fight through everything passed on to Kazuma as he can not remember a time when he actually used any form of medicine and if he did, it was most likely a 'natural' medicine that was made by someone in his family.
A Kazuma sat down on the sands of the beach, his smile was a little more void today. It was not the thought of not going to school that saddened him a bit but it was the thought of not going to kendo, leaving his fellow clubmates behind due to his own illness, it seemed selfish but he had faith that they could handle themselves for at least one day. They were all very skilled and knew the basic drills and such so Kazu hoped they would take the lead in his stead. As Kazu felt a cool breeze and looked out onto the sands and watched as the waves crashed around, he already felt his body getting better.
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Posted: Thu Jun 09, 2011 2:34 pm
(Location: Iwadate Beach) :: Noah Hakaisha, The Renegade of the White Palace :: Noah's day of skipping school was going a little more slowly than previously anticipated. Well, he dind't really skip the entire day, he just leftn during lunch hour with no thought of returning back to class for the rest of the day. Noah was expecting to see some girls out that he could talk to and get some emails or numbers or see some of his older friends who were out of school so he could go do something fun and mischievous but there dind't really seem to be anyone out. The only company Noah had, for the time being was the ice cream cone that was currently up to his mouth as he walked along the sands of the Iwadate beach. Noah quick tongue and even quicker reflexes allowed him to finish off the melting ice cream cone without letting one drop of icky goodness touch his caramel skin. He then proceded with eating the cone itself, crumbs and all, reducing the once glorious ice cream cone to nothing but a delicious memory to be savored for some time. Just as Noah finished off his treat, he spotted someone sitting in the sands, he recognized him from the school due to his big role in the baseball and kendo clubs. Noah knew that he went by Kazu but he was not sure as to what his whole name was. He thought it was something like Kazuya or something, Noah would have to find out without being too blunt about it.
The brown-skinned senior made his way to Kazu and, once getting close enough, plopped down near him but not too close as they weren't really close enough for that..or close at all for that matter. "Yooo." Noah said as he waved a bit. 'Yo' was Noah's form of a greeting and was probably the closest thing to a greeting that he would ever reach. "Mind telling me why your not in school, young man?" Noah said with a slight snicker, obviously implying a joke acting like he was dissapointed in Kazu for not being in school while he was currently not in school himself.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2011 1:17 pm
Kazuma Tenkyuu
"Kazu" Due to Kazuma looking around and scanning the area, like he usually did, he noticed someone walking in his direction. He would have just written it off as someone about to walk past him on way to their destination but he quickly realized that it was someone from his school. There school was vast and did have some people who you could go without noticing, but this guy was obviously different from most if not all others in the school. He was tall, darker skinned than most and had a strange tattoo on his left arm. He was different not only in looks but in ethnicity, being born somewhere in africa so it was obviously allot easier to pick him from a crowd than most others. Kazuma didn't really know the guy, most likely because he was a year ahead of him but Kazu was friendly aand it seemed like the senior was just as friendly but as he approached the question as to why the senior was not in class arised in Kazu's head. Maybe the seniors had a day off? Because Kazu had not heard of anything.
" I could say the same for you" Kazu said with a chuckle, replying to the fellow student's joking question that was said after he plopped down in the sands near Kazu. "Do the seniors get out early today or something?" Kazuma stated, still fighting with why the plaid wearing boy wasn't in school.
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