stardust soul.

Here is a transparent Imizu (ಥ⌣ಥ)

Crossing his legs, Tyki turned around towards the teen that was stuttering behind him. “ Yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit thrown off a little, ” he responded with a smile, laughing slightly to himself. It was almost like two completely different people were speaking to Imizu. One was cold and blunt and the other was warm and inviting.

Looking away from the younger male for a second, he took a second to fully understand his surroundings. It was indeed as he had thought, a fantastical world of candy. Now that his vision was no longer hazy he could tell that it was real. Or at least, it felt real.

This is too much.

"It shouldn't be...b-but I find it hard to believe that we're both having the same hallucination." Not used to being the skeptic, something about this fantasy-ridden world made the boy believe this was their current reality, and for whatever reason, they were both stuck with it.

The question was, could they escape it?

"M-Maybe we should look around...?" The boy offers, standing up to prove his desire to. His legs are a bit shaky, as they had fallen sleep somewhow, but visibly that's impossible to tell. Once fully erect, he looks around, and goes up to a candied structure to test its physical form.

It took him a little while to realize that he wanted to be put down, the slight movement not registering until a while afterwards. Only a little ‘oh’ acknowledged his realization before he placed the boy on his own two feet.

"You’re welcome." It wasn’t just the expected response, he meant it. After all, if he could prevent it, he didn’t want anyone to be hurt.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry about the r-redness...and I don't know what I would have done if I fell..." Which was untrue, in a way, considering he had fallen many times; his bodily intelligence very poor, especially when pitted against others.

"M-My name is Asuhi Imizu! Y-You can just call me Imizu, or whatever you prefer..." Suddenly noticing the silence from the other, the shorter male felt the need to implant noise within this period of silence. Having his telescope again, he hoists it back up properly this time, sighing as it falls onto his person where it belongs.

Loneliness. That was the one feeling Lacie hated the most in this world. There was nothing she disliked more than it — well, perhaps bugs but, that doesn’t matter right now.

She felt lonely, just like before. Was it because Jack wasn’t around to keep her company and talk? Because Oswald wasn’t here to play the piano for her? Because Revis wasn’t here to follow her around and annoy her? Maybe. And she even missed the core. It was probably lonely without her to visit it. That made her…sad. She couldn’t help it in any way and that almost hurt physically.

"I didn’t realise it would be so hard." She let out, head resting against the tree next to her. She was outside, in the garden, resting near the trees. She’d come to like this place. But apparently, she was not the only one since, just as she’d finish whispering, she could hear footsteps behind her. Glancing back, she found someone just standing there, next to a tree. There was something strange about them yet Lacie could not quite sense what it was.

And presently, things couldn't be darker. Without realizing it, the boy had found himself near the foliage of the school, a place that was less populated than other areas. Just as he arrived, he found himself face to face with a young woman, one of forlorn beauty, such that Asuhi took a few more seconds or so before he decided to speak.

"Ah, just little bit...I-I didn't mean to..." He assures, looking down at the tops of his shoes, hands clutched together behind his back.

"But, um...things will...get better, I think. So you shouldn't look so..." What's the word here? Sad? Depressed? Under the weather? Sorrowful? They seemed too forward, too heavy for this situation. Brows knit together, as the boy tries to supply the proper adjective.

His energetic nature and quick temper were worse than usual due to current hunger issues. His thirst for blood and even for someone to cook him so damn food he wanted became zenith. Even the sickly looking people began developing tempting smells but Ayato continued to refuse drinking such unworthy blood. So it was no surprise, to anyone who knew how quick he was to aggravate, at the minor explosion that came from the red head when the pen struck him. Within few seconds Ayato had turned on his heel and charged at the other. Gritting his teeth and glaring with narrow, deadly hues as he grabbed the culprit by the collar as he ignored the boys’ apology.

So, was this person at their worst? Not to mention, Asuhi barely blinked when the other suddenly appeared before him It was impossible for anyone to move at that speed, right? And yet, the boy's held up by only his collar, tightened fists curled in his fabric, verdant eyes shining like an enraged fire...

This all seems impossible.

"N-n-no..." Imizu gulps, voice meek and barely audible, as fear and adrenaline nearly close his throat whole. "No...!" He repeats louder, ripping his gaze from the other. "I-It was an accident, I'm sorry--!!"

There was no sympathy, no mercy in that expression of theirs, and the boy was truly worried he was going to get hurt somehow If not physically, than his emotions would crumble under this duress.

|: ♠ :| ———⊱ “Thought I asked you first, boy. ” Still unable to quite comprehend the situation, Tyki squinted at the kid that was sitting nearby him. He seemed to be intimidated by the Noah, for Tyki had barely even said three sentences to the child and he was already stuttering. 

Had Tyki been able to understand what was going on, maybe he wouldn’t be so snappy. But, here in this dream world was not really the ideal place to be lollygagging. He rubbed his eyes another time, attempting to clear the fog from his vision with little success. The teal-haired boy appeared to be free of cloudy-vision, only raising Tyki’s suspicions a little bit more.

After attempting to stand up a few times (and consequently failing at each attempt) the tall man decided it would be best just to sit down and wait for his senses to return. Surely none of this was real, right? It couldn’t be. Unless Road had something to do with it, which judging by her lack of powers couldn’t have been her, none of this really made any sense.

☆ ---- ) Rather taken aback was he, by the simple and harsh words flowing from the other. Of course, he had no right to ask questions when he was the one being asked them in the first place. How utterly foolish. He felt embarrassed, and rather scared--but suppressed as much of those emotions as possible, resulting in a gulp and an outward shake of his thin frame.

"My apologies, I um--my name is Asuhi Imizu." He introduces himself, remaining seated and staring at the space between his feet. "D-Do you think this is r-real...?" The boy has had some surreal dreams before, and he wouldn't be surprised if this was a result of stargazing for too long again, nor a lack of sleep as one tends to admire the night sky until it brightens and suddenly it's day again.

Although, that nagging sense of reality bit him before, and it wouldn't make sense for it to be simply remedied now. No, as impossible as it seems, it would appear this is real. The real deal, alright.

What do we do? 

As such, Imizu became rather preoccupied with his own thoughts, not really paying attention to his accompanied, until he noticed the loud shout (which startled him mildly), and saw the other shrugging himself away. What for?