[Week 15 | Day 6] Video
[This endless lush of green and bright fiery orange sunlight, a picture out of Neverneverland, where everything is picture perfect. Marigolds in summer and sure enough, there it is, in his hand. The indestructible device that projects things the world shouldn't see. Turn it over, check applications, see familiar things that he distantly remembers …
Ah.
There is not flat line pressing and falling together, not furrowed brows but instead a distant and almost detached smile, impersonal. Polite. Friendly. Disarming. A repetition. Not a falter
Only this time there is a lack of ignorance.
In its place is familiarity.]
Ahh …
[He had been in Japan this time, Hokkaido to be specific. Not Athens like last time. Wet and cold weather as opposed to crisp summer segueing towards autumn. To be in the embrace of this vista of green that burns orange from the ferocity of the setting sun once more that reminds him of a playing field and brightness from false yellow lights that comes with cheers and roars of encouragement, the breeze that flows down the open stadium …
It's a little flattering as much as it is a hindrance. There are more things to take care of there, than here.
Therefore, to announce his arrival, gauge out the setting, who lingers and who doesn't, who to be wary of, and what faces to remember. A wave of fingers, the ones without any rings, as dimples hollow and face remains frozen in a diplomatic expression that would make presidents and delegates proud.]
Hello~
[OOC: I'm not sure what he has done here, so I'm starting with a newish post and keeping most of his old memories of this place. I assumed when he dropped he vanished briefly and came back. o/]
Ah.
There is not flat line pressing and falling together, not furrowed brows but instead a distant and almost detached smile, impersonal. Polite. Friendly. Disarming. A repetition. Not a falter
Only this time there is a lack of ignorance.
In its place is familiarity.]
Ahh …
[He had been in Japan this time, Hokkaido to be specific. Not Athens like last time. Wet and cold weather as opposed to crisp summer segueing towards autumn. To be in the embrace of this vista of green that burns orange from the ferocity of the setting sun once more that reminds him of a playing field and brightness from false yellow lights that comes with cheers and roars of encouragement, the breeze that flows down the open stadium …
It's a little flattering as much as it is a hindrance. There are more things to take care of there, than here.
Therefore, to announce his arrival, gauge out the setting, who lingers and who doesn't, who to be wary of, and what faces to remember. A wave of fingers, the ones without any rings, as dimples hollow and face remains frozen in a diplomatic expression that would make presidents and delegates proud.]
Hello~
[OOC: I'm not sure what he has done here, so I'm starting with a newish post and keeping most of his old memories of this place. I assumed when he dropped he vanished briefly and came back. o/]