#foolarcanas

They have one. They definitely have one too.

Bolin creeps by and peers over their shoulder, green eyes sparkling at the view of a device similar to his in their grip-- and how flawlessly they orchestrate it!

Something about this boy was off.

Not off in a dangerous way, or off in a bad way, but there was most certainly something about the silver haired boy that intrigued Minato. It was as if fate had caused them to cross paths once again. This was of course impossible, as Minato had never seen this tall child before and only knew so many people with his hair color. But still, there was something.

Before Minato could consider his actions his feet were already moving. He was not at all prepared, but within seconds he was staring slightly up at the silver haired child who he had been staring at not long before. The Wild Card cleared his throat and removed his headphones.

Regarding the starters I owe for those who liked my plotting call, lemme know if you want me to make them event based! It could be interesting.

       Despite the sudden notice of their arrival, nothing about the city’s structure seemed to actually be finished. If anything, the nature of the ruins spread throughout made him question the very history of this city. He highly doubted that it was anything relating to the one from before, which only raised more questions... 

       Evidently, he wasn’t the only one with questions. Just ahead, he’d notice someone rather curiously investigating some of the city’s ruins. They looked young--a high-schooler, maybe? 

       Best to announce his presence, so he doesn’t end up scaring them. 

non-sexual acts of dominance || not accepting

[ patience ] your muse telling mine to be patient .

frost blue: does your muse enjoy the snow and cold? or are they the type to enjoy summer more?

“There’s nothing good about the heat. Just makes everything a sweaty, smelly mess. Especially in the station.

But I can’t say I like it when the snow starts to fall either. That’s when it all went wrong, you know? Start and end. 

This is why I don’t talk about the weather. It’s such a drag.”

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower? 

“I don’t give a damn about being a leader, but people are just such idiots. I can’t stand by and watch people trying to take charge be incompetent fools. Not that anyone wants to follow me either.

There was that one that I’d follow anywhere though. Doesn’t matter anymore, but she always had a way to keep things interesting.

lapis lazuli: does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?