It's like searching for the wizard!
Characters:Kensei yattasword, Blood pinkhairedchild and Open to whomever!
Date/Time:Midday February 21
Location: Outside the elevator(Square Zero)/Scrapyard
Rating:PG, For language perhaps?
Summary: Kensei's decided that with all the goings on, he needs to find a good old Katana from the scrapyard.
Kensei grinned. Standing out side of the elevator, he stared beaming at the doors. He had been waiting there for hours. In mere anticipation he had slept fitfully the night before, so he left his cramped apartment and waited outside the elevator doors. And he had a good reason. Today, he was going to find a sword. Kensei didn't care that he would be searching through the scrapyard to find it; it would be his sword. Besides, he wasn't going to pluck any rusty blade from the ground. His would be better than that, it would be unique. Kensei envisioned that he would know just by touching it. His sword would call out to him.
Footsteps. They were arriving. Kensei twisted around gleefully. He had asked Blood to join him on his quest. It wouldn't be as fun to go down to the scrapyard alone. She, in turn, said she could bring a couple friends. Kensei didn't mind whom she brought. In his mind, more people brought more excitement. In any case, he didn't mind making a few friends. Kensei pumped his fist into the air, jumping with it.
"Woo! You're all finally here! Let's go!"
Date/Time:Midday February 21
Location: Outside the elevator(Square Zero)/Scrapyard
Rating:PG, For language perhaps?
Summary: Kensei's decided that with all the goings on, he needs to find a good old Katana from the scrapyard.
Kensei grinned. Standing out side of the elevator, he stared beaming at the doors. He had been waiting there for hours. In mere anticipation he had slept fitfully the night before, so he left his cramped apartment and waited outside the elevator doors. And he had a good reason. Today, he was going to find a sword. Kensei didn't care that he would be searching through the scrapyard to find it; it would be his sword. Besides, he wasn't going to pluck any rusty blade from the ground. His would be better than that, it would be unique. Kensei envisioned that he would know just by touching it. His sword would call out to him.
Footsteps. They were arriving. Kensei twisted around gleefully. He had asked Blood to join him on his quest. It wouldn't be as fun to go down to the scrapyard alone. She, in turn, said she could bring a couple friends. Kensei didn't mind whom she brought. In his mind, more people brought more excitement. In any case, he didn't mind making a few friends. Kensei pumped his fist into the air, jumping with it.
"Woo! You're all finally here! Let's go!"