A [ shinya's stopped off at a cafe for the moment, the enticing aroma of ground espresso luring him in and away from the hustle and bustle of the sidewalks and streets. if there's one thing he's missed, it's this little pleasure which he had never realized he had taken for granted prior to coming here; there was a moment or two where he thought he would never be able to smell or grind his own coffee again. he settles on just one bag for now of the beans that pique his interest the most but also decides to indulge in a latte since, after everything, a little treat can't hurt anything.
outside on the patio, he sits by himself at a table, his bag of purchased coffee beans set aside for when he has a chance to grind them later. nothing to eat for now but having enjoyed a small sample of something the employee offered him, he twirls a toothpick between his fingers while he watches others pass by before he decides to enjoy his drink. and by enjoy, that's playing with it.
using the point of the toothpick, he dabs various dots across the surface of the latte, dragging lines off to one side and then to the other, imagination running wild as he creates the little bit of art in the mug. the image he begins to create is one he sees in his dreams every night, one that's been with him for a few years now and will continue to until the day he dies. but it's the wandering thoughts he has regarding high school memories that cause the trickle of emotions to flow. from warm and pleasant to laughter and late nights, they're fond memories and ones he holds close to him, sparking a quiet warmth inside him.
the finished product for latte art this time is the face of a tiger - byakkomaru to him - and he smiles at how the big cat turned out. near his feet, through the cracks in the cement, flowers had begun to grow and reach high towards the sky at the pleasant memories, petals so bright and rich in colour. noticing the bit of company he now has winding around his leg, he tilts his head, smile coming to his lips. emotions, hm? ]
Well look at that. It actually works.
C [ shinya's not paying much attention to the amulet that rests against his chest as he looks over the assortment of jams, spreads, and maramalades that are before him. he's a fiend for these and always enjoys a fruity spread on bread to snack on whenever the mood strikes him. but ah, decisions need to be made and he taps at his amulet while he mulls over the choices, one catching his eye then. ]
Oh? This is different, isn't it?
[ he pauses when he hears his voice and smiles as he takes the jar of jam in hand and looks it over. so that telepathy bit actually works, does it? colour him impressed. ]
Peach-raspberry jam. That's something I've never had before.
D[2] [ he's heard the expression multiply like rabbits but this is a little ridiculous. shinya stands before the crops with arms crossed as he takes in the situation before him. they're rabbits and so they shouldn't be too difficult to round up and dispose of. of course there's word of a certain white rabbit with red eyes that seems to be a little on the difficult side and so he keeps an eye out for that one in particular; the quicker he can get rid of that one, the better for everyone else.
nearby, he spots a few people who seem to be struggling with the shooing of rabbits, chasing them around by whatever means they can and with whatever methods that come to mind in hopes to maybe scare them off. watching, he seems unimpressed for a moment but smiles then and decides to head over. ]
I don't know if what you're doing is really working but maybe we could try something else.
shinya hiiragi | owari no seraph
[ shinya's stopped off at a cafe for the moment, the enticing aroma of ground espresso luring him in and away from the hustle and bustle of the sidewalks and streets. if there's one thing he's missed, it's this little pleasure which he had never realized he had taken for granted prior to coming here; there was a moment or two where he thought he would never be able to smell or grind his own coffee again. he settles on just one bag for now of the beans that pique his interest the most but also decides to indulge in a latte since, after everything, a little treat can't hurt anything.
outside on the patio, he sits by himself at a table, his bag of purchased coffee beans set aside for when he has a chance to grind them later. nothing to eat for now but having enjoyed a small sample of something the employee offered him, he twirls a toothpick between his fingers while he watches others pass by before he decides to enjoy his drink. and by enjoy, that's playing with it.
using the point of the toothpick, he dabs various dots across the surface of the latte, dragging lines off to one side and then to the other, imagination running wild as he creates the little bit of art in the mug. the image he begins to create is one he sees in his dreams every night, one that's been with him for a few years now and will continue to until the day he dies. but it's the wandering thoughts he has regarding high school memories that cause the trickle of emotions to flow. from warm and pleasant to laughter and late nights, they're fond memories and ones he holds close to him, sparking a quiet warmth inside him.
the finished product for latte art this time is the face of a tiger - byakkomaru to him - and he smiles at how the big cat turned out. near his feet, through the cracks in the cement, flowers had begun to grow and reach high towards the sky at the pleasant memories, petals so bright and rich in colour. noticing the bit of company he now has winding around his leg, he tilts his head, smile coming to his lips. emotions, hm? ]
Well look at that. It actually works.
C
[ shinya's not paying much attention to the amulet that rests against his chest as he looks over the assortment of jams, spreads, and maramalades that are before him. he's a fiend for these and always enjoys a fruity spread on bread to snack on whenever the mood strikes him. but ah, decisions need to be made and he taps at his amulet while he mulls over the choices, one catching his eye then. ]
Oh? This is different, isn't it?
[ he pauses when he hears his voice and smiles as he takes the jar of jam in hand and looks it over. so that telepathy bit actually works, does it? colour him impressed. ]
Peach-raspberry jam. That's something I've never had before.
D[2]
[ he's heard the expression multiply like rabbits but this is a little ridiculous. shinya stands before the crops with arms crossed as he takes in the situation before him. they're rabbits and so they shouldn't be too difficult to round up and dispose of. of course there's word of a certain white rabbit with red eyes that seems to be a little on the difficult side and so he keeps an eye out for that one in particular; the quicker he can get rid of that one, the better for everyone else.
nearby, he spots a few people who seem to be struggling with the shooing of rabbits, chasing them around by whatever means they can and with whatever methods that come to mind in hopes to maybe scare them off. watching, he seems unimpressed for a moment but smiles then and decides to head over. ]
I don't know if what you're doing is really working but maybe we could try something else.
wildcard
( feel free to! )