[open] And it's still so hard to be who you are
Characters: Derrick and others
Location: woods
Time: late afternoon-evening when things start to get darker
Content: Derrick practices both his dancing and musical energy powers at the same time using speakers and light bulbs in the woods. Also, it's been a year since joining XI
Format: start with prose, go with either after
Warnings: Possible broken light bulbs, lots of lights, doses of sads and angst...
Stringing various light bulbs from the tree branches in a vague circle and at staggered heights took more time than Derrick realized, but it wasn't like he had any other pressing engagement either. If he wanted he could jam with Gumi or Haku or maybe see if Sanji was in the kitchen, but that... was really it. Honing and maintaining his skills seemed to be the best use of his time at the moment. It was his duty as an Elite Beat Agent (even as a rookie) to be prepared for a mission at anytime.
Tonight would be a long, multi-element routine. He walked to a small clearing in the center of his "circle." With his frown deepening ever so slightly, Derrick channeled the energy in the Music to the MP3 Player-Speaker combination and brought it to life with a rock song filling the air. Then he started dancing, slowly at first and building in tempo as the song did. The glowing spheres of energy formed at Derrick's will and flew toward the hanging light bulbs. In sync to the melody, the bulbs shone for a brief moment as the energy connected with them. Some needed more energy to shine bright, different wattages. The glow soon faded after and needed to be hit with musical energy once more.
Derrick let the music flow through him and tell him how to move, and his dancing helped control the appearance of the glowy things and how they were channeled. It was like dozens upon dozens, then hundreds of huge, bright fireflies surrounded Derrick as he danced and flew into the hanging light bulbs and to the MP3 Player-Speaker combo. Some were channeled Derrick himself, restoring his own lost energy during the process of creating the visible energy. From a distance, the whole affair must have looked like a part of the woods glowed in a white, pale blue light.
Being EBA wasn't the only reason why Derrick practiced this with his shades on.
Let me light up the sky, light it up for you...
Location: woods
Time: late afternoon-evening when things start to get darker
Content: Derrick practices both his dancing and musical energy powers at the same time using speakers and light bulbs in the woods. Also, it's been a year since joining XI
Format: start with prose, go with either after
Warnings: Possible broken light bulbs, lots of lights, doses of sads and angst...
Stringing various light bulbs from the tree branches in a vague circle and at staggered heights took more time than Derrick realized, but it wasn't like he had any other pressing engagement either. If he wanted he could jam with Gumi or Haku or maybe see if Sanji was in the kitchen, but that... was really it. Honing and maintaining his skills seemed to be the best use of his time at the moment. It was his duty as an Elite Beat Agent (even as a rookie) to be prepared for a mission at anytime.
Tonight would be a long, multi-element routine. He walked to a small clearing in the center of his "circle." With his frown deepening ever so slightly, Derrick channeled the energy in the Music to the MP3 Player-Speaker combination and brought it to life with a rock song filling the air. Then he started dancing, slowly at first and building in tempo as the song did. The glowing spheres of energy formed at Derrick's will and flew toward the hanging light bulbs. In sync to the melody, the bulbs shone for a brief moment as the energy connected with them. Some needed more energy to shine bright, different wattages. The glow soon faded after and needed to be hit with musical energy once more.
Derrick let the music flow through him and tell him how to move, and his dancing helped control the appearance of the glowy things and how they were channeled. It was like dozens upon dozens, then hundreds of huge, bright fireflies surrounded Derrick as he danced and flew into the hanging light bulbs and to the MP3 Player-Speaker combo. Some were channeled Derrick himself, restoring his own lost energy during the process of creating the visible energy. From a distance, the whole affair must have looked like a part of the woods glowed in a white, pale blue light.
Being EBA wasn't the only reason why Derrick practiced this with his shades on.
Let me light up the sky, light it up for you...