Music is his radar. [OPEN]
Characters: Soul and whoever wants to bump into him~
Location: Music stores all over the Shopping District, or in Holocaust Mall
Rating: G
Time: January 7, afternoon
Description: Music's a cool hobby to have, bro.
Soul had been meaning to get new records to listen to for months now. It wasn't because he was tired of the music he usually listened to - he could never tire of soul, of blues, of jazz - but he was the kind of guy who liked trying out new, cool things. With all the witch attacks and missions, however, there had not been any time to slip out and check out some new beats. Things were slow this time, though, and he figured that he ought to take advantage of the fact that his partner was busy with stuff and his schedule was wide open.
The white-haired boy wandered out to the Shopping District, popping into all of his usual record stores. People were either going to see him browsing through the titles, or throwing on the demo headphones to listen to whatever caught his fancy. Either that, or they were going to end up spotting him en-route from one music store to the next, hands jammed into his pockets, gaze straight ahead of him.
[ooc: Action and prose work just fine for me!]
Location: Music stores all over the Shopping District, or in Holocaust Mall
Rating: G
Time: January 7, afternoon
Description: Music's a cool hobby to have, bro.
Soul had been meaning to get new records to listen to for months now. It wasn't because he was tired of the music he usually listened to - he could never tire of soul, of blues, of jazz - but he was the kind of guy who liked trying out new, cool things. With all the witch attacks and missions, however, there had not been any time to slip out and check out some new beats. Things were slow this time, though, and he figured that he ought to take advantage of the fact that his partner was busy with stuff and his schedule was wide open.
The white-haired boy wandered out to the Shopping District, popping into all of his usual record stores. People were either going to see him browsing through the titles, or throwing on the demo headphones to listen to whatever caught his fancy. Either that, or they were going to end up spotting him en-route from one music store to the next, hands jammed into his pockets, gaze straight ahead of him.
[ooc: Action and prose work just fine for me!]