Beneath the Green Clock (rp, open)
Apr 23, 2012 7:17:30 GMT -7
Post by rabble' on Apr 23, 2012 7:17:30 GMT -7
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style,background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/2rz72mc.png); bpx-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #989898; -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #989898; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #989898; width: 460px; font-family: Verdana; color: #f0f0f0; border-radius: 0px 20px 0px 0px; padding: 10px 0px 30px 10px; color: #5d5d5d;] Throwing caution to the wind With foolish ignorance |
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style,background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/16jjas8.png); bpx-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #989898; -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #989898; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #989898; width: 450px; height: 15px; color: #5d5d5d; padding: 10px;] |
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style,background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/2cnjeyw.png); width: 450px; bpx-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #989898; -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #989898; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #989898; color: #5d5d5d; border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 20px; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font: 8pt verdana;]Honestly, Kyo was bored. There really wasn’t much to do in Amegakure… Okay, well maybe there was, but sure as hell hadn’t found it. Not yet at least. The dark haired artist was currently walking the streets of his village, looking for something, anything to do. Boredom really could be maddening, and he was currently looking for a cure. Normally he would be fine with staying home and painting or sculpting, but recently his inspiration was a bit low and he didn’t feel like creating anything. For a few minutes the young man wandered about aimlessly, until he eventually happened to come across a courtyard. Sure there wasn’t really anything interesting about courtyards, but there was something particular that caught his attention. And it wasn’t the large clock with green letters. It was another man who was there, one who appeared to potentially be just as bored as he was. But what even caught his attention more than that was how the other looked. “What do you plan on doing dressed like that?” Kyo inquired this from the stranger with a rude tone as he approached the man, and he moved to lean against a nearby wall with a raised eyebrow. Appearance was important to the artistic shinobi, there was no doubt about that. He didn’t even understand why someone would wear something so… Strange. His own attire wasn’t anything spectacular either, a simple dark blue T-shirt and black pants and black shoes, simple and easy clothing that still managed to look nice. Dark blue eyes looked over the other for a couple of seconds before he shook his head with a chuckle, clearly amused by something. “And you might want to be careful with those blades. You wouldn’t want to cut yourself, now would you?” His tone was more mocking now than anything else, having chosen to entertain himself by making fun of this man. It probably wasn’t a very bright idea, but he was arrogant enough to believe no harm would come from it. |