[He took off his glasses and cleaned them on the hem of his shirt before returning them to his face, pushing them up the bridge of his nose before turning his gaze downward. The sand looked pale against his feet as the water rolled up from the surf, feeling cool in comparison to the heat of the sun, artificial but serving it's purpose to create the false vision of coastal paradise in the middle of a proverbial hell. He had a hard time believing it was all real even after growing accustomed, but perhaps he had never been in such a scenario when something like this was daily life, something so clear and pristine compared to the dark streets within the city scape that was his life
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[ Though he could only see the back of a head, the figure in front of him was one too familiar. Dreadlocks were not a common thing in Ikebukuro; in fact, only one person came to mind at the immediate sight. And it just so happens that that person is one of the closest friends he has. ]
now with better english so-sob hi ♥scareupAugust 21 2010, 05:40:46 UTC
[He realized there was no question as to who the voice belonged to when he heard the familiarity within the sound. Pausing in his stride he shifted amongst the surf and turned to face the source before a smile blossomed upon his face, casual and calm as there was no other reaction he could give.
His hands remained in the pockets of his slacks as he regarded the taller figure. There was nothing that could be mistaken in the mans appearance, and his presence was most certainly welcome amongst the sea of strangers.]
Ah, Shizuo.
I was wondering if or when I would run into you. Though, I am glad to see it is the latter.
IT'S 2AM--EVERYTHING BLURS TOGETHER MANscareupAugust 21 2010, 06:02:32 UTC
Calling?
[He arches an eyebrow because seriously--no phone calls on his end and he was pretty sure he had a decent signal until he came to this place. Still, a wave of the hand and it's simply dismissed.]
Well, no matter now. How long have you been here anyway?
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Tom-san . . .?
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His hands remained in the pockets of his slacks as he regarded the taller figure. There was nothing that could be mistaken in the mans appearance, and his presence was most certainly welcome amongst the sea of strangers.]
Ah, Shizuo.
I was wondering if or when I would run into you. Though, I am glad to see it is the latter.
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[He arches an eyebrow because seriously--no phone calls on his end and he was pretty sure he had a decent signal until he came to this place. Still, a wave of the hand and it's simply dismissed.]
Well, no matter now. How long have you been here anyway?
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That's quite sometime--but, I suppose you've gotten settled in enough?
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