[Thread] Fancy Meeting You
Characters: Takion, Saetan
Where: Gardens
When: Evening
Summary: Two old fellows wander out into the garden.
Warnings: Senior citizen nookie?
Takion was having a devil of a time. He'd spent all day filling his writing journal with everything he could remember about those who'd disappeared, and felt like he'd only scratched the surface. There were enough stories in this place, that they would probably take years to tell.
But evening had arrived and Takion realized just how long he'd spent in his room writing. He'd been so engrossed in the tales that he'd lost track of everything - meals, rest breaks, everything. In his mind, he was seeing again those who'd gone.
At last Takion had to stop for a bit, though. He might be able to shut out the world for a while, but even he needed to take some time to rest. Takion stretched, stiff from staying still for so long. He decided that a walk before bed would do him good.
Takion left for the garden. It was a nice place for a walk - quiet and pretty, and the cool night air felt good after a day inside. Takion wandered aimlessly; with nowhere to be, there was nowhere to go. It was nice to take time for himself and let the real world creep back into his senses. Even if the real world wasn't always pleasant, a person couldn't live on imagination alone.
Where: Gardens
When: Evening
Summary: Two old fellows wander out into the garden.
Warnings: Senior citizen nookie?
Takion was having a devil of a time. He'd spent all day filling his writing journal with everything he could remember about those who'd disappeared, and felt like he'd only scratched the surface. There were enough stories in this place, that they would probably take years to tell.
But evening had arrived and Takion realized just how long he'd spent in his room writing. He'd been so engrossed in the tales that he'd lost track of everything - meals, rest breaks, everything. In his mind, he was seeing again those who'd gone.
At last Takion had to stop for a bit, though. He might be able to shut out the world for a while, but even he needed to take some time to rest. Takion stretched, stiff from staying still for so long. He decided that a walk before bed would do him good.
Takion left for the garden. It was a nice place for a walk - quiet and pretty, and the cool night air felt good after a day inside. Takion wandered aimlessly; with nowhere to be, there was nowhere to go. It was nice to take time for himself and let the real world creep back into his senses. Even if the real world wasn't always pleasant, a person couldn't live on imagination alone.