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Day 59

May 03, 2011 00:58

Who: Anyone~
When: Any time of the day, once something shiny happens, he looks up and loses his place and has to start the book over again lol.
Where: Walkway of his house.
What: Just trying to keep his mind active while things around him ignore his tantrums.
Rating: Not sure, probably G depending.

( He can't read, but it's sure fun to pretend. )

wonderweiss margera

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nameless_hollow May 4 2011, 00:08:33 UTC

You know, the hollow wasn't even sure why he bothered to walk about Bell Pointe. Yes he was a little bored after his little hunting fun the previous night but this place had the smell of humans and--even worse--Shinigami. He liked to avoid them if he could because being social wasn't his forte.

Though... there was the off chance that he would run into someone to fight but so far he's been one for three. Maybe he'd walk a little longer to satisfy his waning curiosity.

aizensrainman May 4 2011, 10:32:59 UTC

Weiss turned his head upward at the sound of approaching footsteps, its only because it doesn't feel anything like the regular passers-by. Stronger at least, staring down the other from his side-walk, his brow furrowing to see him.

"Hauuu--..."

nameless_hollow May 4 2011, 10:45:05 UTC

Really, if that was all there was-

The hollow stopped walking, seeing some kid staring at him. In clothes that Arrancar tended to wear at 'home'. He watched the other with suspicion, unsure if this was one of the Arrancar that Grimmjow told him about when he first arrived in Bell Pointe.

aizensrainman May 4 2011, 10:51:30 UTC

He stood from his little book reading session. This one he hasn't seen here yet and the feeling is familiar and yet so much unfamiliar. Curious and without much in the way of self-preservation mentality, he walked slowly down the side-walk, never straying into the grass. He was not one for the sound of crunching grass if he wasn't skirting over it at top speeds.

With another small sound accompanied by a drawled out set of other unintelligible attempts at saying things, he stood along the side walk, face to face with this interesting new visitor. His thumb rose up to his mouth and he began slow steps forward, no sign of stopping in the near future.

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