Dario Park [POI]
Jul 28, 2010 7:02:50 GMT -7
Post by Kou on Jul 28, 2010 7:02:50 GMT -7
Enter!
"Damn, talk about uncomfortable."
The white topped youth stepped onto the scene, rather ungracefully despite his elegant clothing. His small frame was adorned in a kimono, though there wasn't anything too intricate woven into it's navy blue fabric. The artist had tried to make a good impression for his native village tonight, however he wasn't accustomed to such formal dressing, so it came off more awkward than anything.
Kou stumbled into the presence of 2 attractive females dressed in pink kimono's. Once he had finished fumbling around with the collar of his torso, they would allow him passage into what seemed to be a grand garden. The vast greenery stretched on throughout the area, making the painter wonder how such a varied amount of plant life could survive so high up in the mountains. Soon dismissing the thought with a shrug, the boy continued on past the statue of some important figure.
And yet, even from this distance he could smell the warm aroma of food seeping from yonder. Eyes soon began to scan the lively scenery for the source of the smell, before falling upon a humble restaurant resting on the other side of an arched bridge. It was then that Kou realized how hungry he truly was. He had been so busy preparing for the festival that he had forgotten to stop for a meal. So hoping that the food was free, he eagerly approached the grill.
As casual footsteps led him closer to his satisfying destination, his optics would catch sight of a girl telling off another male with a plate of shrimp in front of him, before storming off, obviously in a rage. Once the blond haired mistress had continued on past him, the cloud ninja glanced back with a smile. "Haha, what a bitch."
"Damn, talk about uncomfortable."
The white topped youth stepped onto the scene, rather ungracefully despite his elegant clothing. His small frame was adorned in a kimono, though there wasn't anything too intricate woven into it's navy blue fabric. The artist had tried to make a good impression for his native village tonight, however he wasn't accustomed to such formal dressing, so it came off more awkward than anything.
Kou stumbled into the presence of 2 attractive females dressed in pink kimono's. Once he had finished fumbling around with the collar of his torso, they would allow him passage into what seemed to be a grand garden. The vast greenery stretched on throughout the area, making the painter wonder how such a varied amount of plant life could survive so high up in the mountains. Soon dismissing the thought with a shrug, the boy continued on past the statue of some important figure.
And yet, even from this distance he could smell the warm aroma of food seeping from yonder. Eyes soon began to scan the lively scenery for the source of the smell, before falling upon a humble restaurant resting on the other side of an arched bridge. It was then that Kou realized how hungry he truly was. He had been so busy preparing for the festival that he had forgotten to stop for a meal. So hoping that the food was free, he eagerly approached the grill.
As casual footsteps led him closer to his satisfying destination, his optics would catch sight of a girl telling off another male with a plate of shrimp in front of him, before storming off, obviously in a rage. Once the blond haired mistress had continued on past him, the cloud ninja glanced back with a smile. "Haha, what a bitch."