#cremicello

Rain, one of the few things to dampen the fire of a bright and early day. Stuck him under some onning without an umbrella, waiting for it either to pass or to become fed up enough to just waltz out there anyway. Well, as a bunch of fake stones at the mall and pictures on the internet always said, it’s not about waiting for the storm to pass; it’s learning to dance in the rain.

He liked that. It was sweet, a personification of new age poetry and defining the generation of artistic hearts suddenly born. He wondered what brought all of this on, the generation of feeling, creating children. Maybe it was the technology, infinite information at finger tips. One could know everything tangible, so maybe humans were looking for something new to explore; so, humanity decided to study itself.

Maybe.

          “It’s really coming down out there, huh?”

Angelo said without looking at her, though he’d been aware of her standing there for a while now. His eyes were still forward, leaning down to look up at the grey skies above.

          “Guess Zeus is watering his humans again.”

An awkward chuckle, a hand scratching behind the back of his head, glancing at her sideways.

❝ Your hair... Crimson and elegant, like the color of falling rose petals... No, wait, should it be compared to the autumn leaves...? ❞ 

free nee-chan kisses!

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse —

♬ = singing to them .

     ❝ ♚ ❞ : The moment she found out that the other could sing it was written in stone that she had to hear it. As a semi-professional performer, it’s always law for her to hear her friends sing if they had interest in it. She sat with her legs crossed, chin resting upon her hands as she listened carefully to her voice. It was gorgeous, really. To be surrounded by such talented people even outside of Yumenosaki seemed like a gift. She’d close her eyes and simply enjoy. Music and the way people expressed it was always fascinating. Her main interest didn’t lie within music, but even with that in mind, it was impossible to not appreciate how vast it was. Everyone sings with a different song in their heart. It was really lovely. 

Subaru was starving. He'd been on his way to meet up with the rest of his friends at the agency for some sort of meeting, but given his fast pace, it wouldn’t be a problem if he stopped somewhere for a quick bite, would it? Besides, he can grab some snacks and drinks for everyone else, too! They would probably appreciate that.

Upon arriving at the supermarket, the orange-haired boy began navigating the aisles and picking out goods that catch his interest. Seeing as the currency in Koi was mostly in bills than in coins, Subaru had no qualms with spending his money (especially since he would get coins back each time). If he spent too much, however, he’d probably get a stern talking to, so he was limiting his spending for now.

...Those cream puffs looked really good, though. It was the last box, too... he was extremely tempted. However, not only was it expensive, but an idol like himself needed to watch his diet. But, even so...

He didn’t need to deliberate too much on the topic. “If it’s just this once, then there’s no problem! Don’t mind if I do~.” He grinned to himself, reaching for the pack of cream puffs. However, it seemed that just as he touched the item, someone else’s hand had been reaching for it, too.

Of all the places the Outrealm Gates had allowed him to visit: this realm in particular seemed quite curious. Many things he did not recognize in appearance: it didn’t seem like a Yilesse of either past or future, goodness! However...in truth, that wasn’t Laurent’s main concern. What was his main concern was that he’d been given a pouch filled with sand as one of the apparent ‘gifts of welcome’ here!

This was a problem! “What is this, some sort of joke of wanting me to make a sand-wich or something? I can’t use this in any sort of ingredient for recipes, I’m sure they know that...”

Perhaps it was a sharp, nasty jab at those years he’d spent in the desert, too. As laid-back as he was behind his love for science, neither sides of the mage found that funny, and he wanted to be rid of the bad memory as fast as possible.

Spying a stranger meandering past, Laurent brightened considerably. If he was lucky, perhaps they might be willing to do a trade of items? He was that desperate to get rid of the negative memory he’d take even a stranger’s help at this point, really.

@cremicello

Corrin hummed happily as she started her walk back to her home, she finally finished exploring the area around her home, now the challenge was to find her way back. Corrin walked for minutes upon end normally it would be easy to find her way back, but her mind was completely blanking because she remember what state her world was left in. So knowing that she was probably worrying people in her army made her lose track of her steps and take a few, ok a lot, of wrong turns. Soon enough Corrin came to her sense and she was in an area she had never been too before, though retracing her steps would be easy...if she had actually paid a bit of attention to the turns she took. So now lost and her extra time slipping away from her Corrin wandered the area with her guard up at all times though soon enough relizing she couldn’t find any landmarks she gave up on finding her way back until someone asked if she was lost.

Corrin sat down on a nearby bench and simply watched the people passing by her, and it quickly became apparent they were not noticing her, tough Corrin placed her trust in the people of the city and was going to sit in silence. As she sat there at the very least an hour had passed and Corrin found her trust MAY have been misplaced in trusting someone would randomly ask if she was lost. As Corrin was about to get up and start looking around she spotted a familiar fluffball she had seen around her apartment, “Is that...?” quickly Corrin got up and started following the cat that she had barely seen. To think a cat would be her guide in this city was beyond her understanding, but here she was following a ball of fur that was walking back to the apartments by the looks of it. To be honest Corrin didn’t even know who the cat belonged to, she only knew it always woke her up around noon if she wasn’t already up, thanks to not having her servants around Corrin tended to sleep in a lot.