#vaspathos

"You probably shouldn't run with those!"

He's put on his responsible voice for exactly one second, watching Yuuji run past again before he pushes his hands into his pockets.

" Itadori-"

He feels himself call out to the younger man (it had only recently been his birthday after all. To him anyways). But once his feet are stopping in front of the familiar shock of pink hair the lawyer, he finds himself unsure why. Something unfathomable and deeply rooted in his person had brought him to seek the other out. Was there something he wanted to say? There were many, actually. Questions, confirmations and things that should not be spoken aloud to a teenager burn like an over exposure in the back of his mind. But only for a moment.

Higuruma feels a scratch along the back of his throat, reminding him of the pollen count in the air for the past few many days. The idle thought of this Island once again imposing things beyond his capabilities passes over him before he speaks again. " ...Have you noticed anything different, recently? There's this sensation that I should be saying the first things that come to my mind. I'm not sure I enjoy the premise..though the freedom of it isn't too terrible."

Surely the mental whispers of his personal Fates--

Ah! He should have known better than to think he could sneak up on Yuuji. There's snow pressed directly into his face, smooshed flat against his nose, and he swipes it away with his sleeve with a huff of a sound.

"You got it up my nose, Itadori."

After a moment, he scoops up another handful, but just dumps it on top of Yuuji's head instead of throwing it, though he was quickly packing more together to continue their makeshift battle.

No, he's definitely dead. Whatever it is, it's stinging the back of his eyes. Feeling nauseous from his own anxiety, he finds himself sticking closer to the walls. The issue is, whatever it is is faster than him, and he turns around and...

"It's...a kid."

"How the hell are you just a kid!?"

All About Health // Not Accepting !

@kleinstar Since you asked this as well!

routine: does my muse have a consistent routine in their lives? do they find it difficult to stick to a routine? 

Prior to being in Isola the Routine was kinda as follows:

Rest

Gather supplies and offerings

Go through a trial OR trials

Come back

Repeat

He prefers routine, honestly, but without obligations that routine finds itself harder to stick. David has only been here for a little bit so his current routine isn't the best but he's kinda picking up on something.

So far he has the following:

Wake up (if he slept)

Make breakfast or find breakfast

God he has missed being able to eat

Take most of the day to pick a ward he wants to explore and slowly but surely amble his way through the easy to access streets. (he has only ended up in the Black Fens by accident ONCE)

Window shop and read flyers. Check out any stores he thinks are worth the Dust.

Try to take a break to figure out more about this weird ass phone?? He has?? 

He’s not used to it yet but he’s figured out how group texts work so that’s pretty good.

Sit and just, people watch. He hasn’t been able to do that in a while. 

Finally shuffle around to find something to eat before retreating back to the Condo and take a shower. 

If he can’t bring himself to sleep he’ll go back out and admire the night life the same.

Maybe with a few drinks if he can find a place that isn't too too busy.

In theory he should be at the club but he has not been to any public gigs in a while. But he'd like to catch live shows if there are any.

Finally, a familiar face. While it was a relief to see the other, there seemed to be a noticeable shift in the air. The difference in power was obvious from the beginning, but Toge felt...small for once.

A costume shop.

Clive's never really been to one before - Valisthea didn't really have them, and his few years here he's never really had the urge to visit one at all, but somehow he and Torgal both find their way into this 'Spirite Halloween' that somehow popped up the minute the calendar changed to October. Right now, the outlaw was looking at an animatronic that was clearly intent to scare someone more unsuspecting.

... but the only thing it got was both wolf and owner tilting their heads at the same time, and at the same degree, in confusion. Clive turns to someone nearby, tilting his head towards the decoration.

"I'm JUST sayin'! it's gross if you're mixing in ketchup AND mayonnaise!" An index finger rises matter-of-factly, "That shit's diabolical."