jiraras-hut:
psicomagician:
jiraras-hut:
psicomagician:
Yonene walked through the forest, admiring the nature that was presented around him. He didn’t really care about where he was going, he just moved forward with a quiet pace, relaxing in the engulfing tranquility.
Jirara ran through the woods, obviously a female. She hid behind a tree and stayed there, not wanting to move.
Yonene stopped when he heard the sound of rustling branches and leaves, and looked around while getting his magic ready for whatever was lurking near. He raised an eyebrow when he couldn’t hear those sounds anymore, but he did felt there was something, “Who is there?”
Jirara jumped and fell over when he…she heard someone else. Jirara froze and waited to see what would happen. It sounded like Yonene, but Jirara didn’t care. He…she didn’t want anyone to see him…her like this.
Yonene was startled by the sudden noise, and headed to where it came from. What he found surprised him: It was Jirara, and he knew it was him, but it didn’t look EXACTLY like Jirara. He looked girly. Very girly. But Jirara wasn’t a girl…. and why was he a tadpole? … or was he really he? “What …” Yonene muttered, staring at Jirara with a wtf expression written all over his face.
jiraras-hut:
psicomagician:
Yonene walked through the forest, admiring the nature that was presented around him. He didn’t really care about where he was going, he just moved forward with a quiet pace, relaxing in the engulfing tranquility.
Jirara ran through the woods, obviously a female. She hid behind a tree and stayed there, not wanting to move.
Yonene stopped when he heard the sound of rustling branches and leaves, and looked around while getting his magic ready for whatever was lurking near. He raised an eyebrow when he couldn’t hear those sounds anymore, but he did felt there was something, “Who is there?”
Yonene walked through the forest, admiring the nature that was presented around him. He didn’t really care about where he was going, he just moved forward with a quiet pace, relaxing in the engulfing tranquility.
sgt-derere:
Derere gets this sad look, “Okay then…I’ll just get my own fancy hat thingy! And it’ll be cooler then yours too!” Derere looked determined to do just that.
Yonene grinned at the sight of the keronian’s determination, and crossed his arms over his chest, and stared half-heartedly “Cooler than mine?” he repeated, incredulous “I highly doubt that…”
sgt-derere:
psicomagician:
sgt-derere:
“Yes yes, hello hello. What am supposed to do, shake your hand? Why are you here?” Derere gasps suddenly, “I know why your here! YOU WANT MY LUNCH DON’T YOU!? Well, you can’t have any. It’s mine. Buzz off. Shoo shoo.”
Yonene grinned and shook his head at the keronian’s sudden defensive attitude “Calm down, my friend!” he lifted his hands to show that he had come at peace “I don’t want your lunch… I don’t even know what’s it. I just came to say hello?”
Derere calmed down, “Oh. Well…that changes things…hello, hello then.” Derere peered up at Yonene, staring. “WOW. Nice HAT. That is a VERY nice hat. Can I try it on?”
Yonene squinted after he had stopped blinking in surprise, and unconsciously brought his hand to his hat. He didn’t like the idea of people going around asking to borrow his things. Who knew where those hands had been? “Haha~ Sorry, my friend” he said after a short moment “, but I’m afraid you cannot try it on.”
sgt-derere:
“Yes yes, hello hello. What am supposed to do, shake your hand? Why are you here?” Derere gasps suddenly, “I know why your here! YOU WANT MY LUNCH DON’T YOU!? Well, you can’t have any. It’s mine. Buzz off. Shoo shoo.”
Yonene grinned and shook his head at the keronian’s sudden defensive attitude “Calm down, my friend!” he lifted his hands to show that he had come at peace “I don’t want your lunch… I don’t even know what’s it. I just came to say hello?”
jiraras-hut:
Jirara watched Yonene. “Oh I think it went that way.” He pointed off towards the woods. “Why are you playing with a ribbon?”
“I don’t really have anything else to do.” he confessed as he redid the bow, but not really trying that hard “And you are so funny, Mister Jirara.” he said with sarcasm.
(Source: psicomagician)
jiraras-hut:
psicomagician:
Yonene sat near a river, leaning against the trunk of a tree, his gaze lost in the trailing transparent water while his fingers played with the green bow of his top hat. There wasn’t the usual mad grin on his face, but a bored expression instead ”This is so boring…”
Jirara stared outwards at the forest. He felt lonely. And just a little bit lost. He’s never really felt that way before. It was confusing for him. He needed company. He needed to sort out all these sudden feelings. Jirara sighed, then spotted Yonene. He looked bored. Jirara thought about their last encounter…he was in love with the moon. It was funny, but weird. Jirara jumped down and landed next to Yonene. “Hey. What are you doing?”
“Argh!” Yonene’s hand jerked due to the surprising landing of the assassin, his fingers untying the bow and it fell to the ground “Mister Jirara!” he looked at Jirara before looking at the ground, picking up the loosened green piece of cloth distractedly “Whatever happened to the proper way of meeting?” he said with a monotonous tone, not even looking back at Jirara.
Yonene sat near a river, leaning against the trunk of a tree, his gaze lost in the trailing transparent water while his fingers played with the green bow of his top hat. There wasn’t the usual mad grin on his face, but a bored expression instead ”This is so boring…”
miruru-nazca:
Miruru stood completely still as the ball of energy hit her, there was a flash and the energy disappeared, leaving her behind. She stood here staring at Yonene, now sparking with his energy ball, Miruru shrieked and threw her blade at Yonene, the blade sparkled with his and her magic as it flew towards him.
Yonene’s eye twitched once again when Miruru absorbed his attack and threw her blade towards him, ’She absorbed it!’ A voice echoed inside his head and a frown appeared upon his face. “Tch.” He tried to grab the flying blade with his shadow claws, but the magic blade was too strong and it passed through them. Yonene growled and tried to move aside, not fast enough as the blade made a cut in his arm, but he snickered at the sight of his blood and sparkles. “Using my own magic against me, I see!” he got his cane again, “Want to turn this into a duel?”
