☀Takuma ☀008: It's just a friendly man-date
Who: Takuma Ichijou and Magnus Bane
Where: Espoir fountain
Style: Third!
Warnings: None
Status: Closed
Ichijou made his way out of the house to gather up some ice and strawberry syrup to make a cup of shaved ice for both he and his warlock friend. Normally, shaved ice was made with a machine, but why try finding a machine when he could just hack away at it with a knife. It was a good strength and precision exercise for his sword fighting skills.
After he made two large bowls of shaved ice with a nice amount of strawberry flavoring, he quickly made his way to the fountain before it melted in the heat. Thankfully his speed could carry him to his destination in a shorter amount of time.
He was wearing white shorts that stopped right below the knees and a breezy baby-blue, button down shirt. The blond forgot to take out the hair clips out of his hair before meeting up with Magnus since it was far more comfortable than having his long bangs plastered against his forehead. Though the little tuft of hair sticking up was pretty silly looking.
He waited patiently for his friend to arrive.
Where: Espoir fountain
Style: Third!
Warnings: None
Status: Closed
Ichijou made his way out of the house to gather up some ice and strawberry syrup to make a cup of shaved ice for both he and his warlock friend. Normally, shaved ice was made with a machine, but why try finding a machine when he could just hack away at it with a knife. It was a good strength and precision exercise for his sword fighting skills.
After he made two large bowls of shaved ice with a nice amount of strawberry flavoring, he quickly made his way to the fountain before it melted in the heat. Thankfully his speed could carry him to his destination in a shorter amount of time.
He was wearing white shorts that stopped right below the knees and a breezy baby-blue, button down shirt. The blond forgot to take out the hair clips out of his hair before meeting up with Magnus since it was far more comfortable than having his long bangs plastered against his forehead. Though the little tuft of hair sticking up was pretty silly looking.
He waited patiently for his friend to arrive.