Tᴏ Tʜᴇ Mᴏᴏɴ

Well now this was certainly a sight.

Quirking her brow from the table she was seated at, she watched as the man was trying to quell an argument between…a dog and a cat who was perched on his head. He seemed a little over dressed for this sort of activity, but that didn’t seem to bother him a bit. Still, it was quite the spectacle.

Taking one last sip of her tea, she stood up, walking over to the man and carefully lifting the cat from his shoulders.

“I don’t think dirty paws are very good for your clothes,” she commented, scratching under the cat’s chin to ensure it stayed calm.

“Do you need some help there calming down the dog?”

Feeling the weight of the cat disappear, Mikazuki turned his attention to whoever had took it. As he listened to her words, he eventually directed his smile her way.

“I don’t particularly mind.” He told her. “Animals don’t know any better, and clothes are just clothes. They can be cleaned or replaced easily.” He directed his attention towards the dog, who was still trying to get at the cat. He regarded it for a moment before once again looking at the woman.

Gwyndolin considered herself a very patient person, especially with her fellow extractees from the dark ages, but she did have somewhere to be. Teleportation could get her to work in an instant but she liked the drinks this particular machine sold. She lets the young man feel around the vending machine for about a minute before she clears her throat to get his attention. “Excuse me. Do you need some sort of assistance, because I would be more than happy to show you how the machine works.”

“Ah.”

He stood and turned as soon as he heard the voice behind in. He seemed almost startled for a second before giving the stranger a soft smile.

He’d chosen a spot in the light on a bench and he’d remained near still for long moments after. He enjoyed idle chatter with those who approached him, and sometimes if someone caught his eye, he’d be the first to speak instead. This woman was one such case.

“Tea would make this day perfect,” he commented. “I’m not very good at navigating this place though, otherwise I would have gotten some.” 

Any passers by would see an old soul staring hard at a vending machine like it owed him money. If they stared any longer, they’d see him put both hands on it and try to feel along the glass.

“... Internet...?

“My master mentioned it once or twice, but I’m not sure what it is exactly. You can get any sort of information from it at any time, I think? Modern technology is truly amazing.”

“It may sound contradictory, but death is one of the few things in life that is fair. People are born into a part of this world with set courses to take. There can be deviation, but at the beginning, everyone’s placed into a certain caste. Some people are born wealthy. Some people are born to fight. Some people are born to suffer. But in death, there is equality. A dead conqueror looks the same as a dead farmer. A dead scholar looks the same as a dead slave. Most important of all, death comes to everyone and everything. Nothing is permanent. Everything has its end.

“... However, it is because of this fate that everyone should strive to live as best they can. Death is always on the horizon, but it shouldn’t be feared. It should be instead treated as a reminder of this one life that we have. Live a lovely life and erase all of your regrets each and every day. Because even though so many advancements have been made to stave off endings, they always come. Always.”

Long, elegant fingers, slender palms, practiced motions. What you’d expect from the sword considered to be the most beautiful of the Tenka Goken. His hands are relatively unscathed thanks to his gloves, leaving them soft and smooth to the touch. That being said, he has noticed a bit more wear since being summoned to fight, but it isn’t especially noteworthy. These are hands that have probably never seen calluses, but they have been cut and bruised. Mikazuki is sure they’ll see even more wear as time goes on, and he accepts it.

Under pretty much every circumstance, you will see me rail against over-description. Purple prose makes me, and I think most people, cringe and I do not recommend its use, especially in excess. That being said though, if I didn’t get flowery and prolix with this description I’m about to make, I think I’d be doing Jiji’s lovely peepers a disservice. So with that in mind, please bear with me for like a paragraph:

“He possesses swirling azure irises of depth so great as to make the ocean jealous of their hues. His eyes seem to sparkle with the gleam of ages past and the ever-swirling star systems. A cascading, swirling array of blues that surround a perfectly curved slash of gold just below the pupil. They encapsulate the space around the moon, the perfect expression of serenity and wisdom, old knowledge and a nation’s history shrouded under thick, midnight lashes. As he is beauty incomparable, one must be careful not to get lost in them.”

If you haven’t packed up your things and left this blog after that, I also want to note that Jiji’s calm and wisdom can generally be seen pretty easily if one looks at his eyes long enough. “Eyes are the windows to the soul” after all.

[hair]: length, colour, texture, whether it grows quickly or slowly, how manageable it is, whether it requires lots of styling, do they leave stray hairs everywhere, is it present on their face, is it present on the rest of their body, etc.

[eyes]: not just the colour, but the shape, the length of their eyelashes, whether they're alert or usually half-closed, large or small, sunken into the face, ringed by bags, etc.

[mouth]: are their lips always drawn thin or are they plump and kissable, what's their "default expression"/resting face, do they have all their own teeth, do they use their teeth to smile, etc.

[face]: what is the shape of their face, do they have pronounced cheekbones or a strong jaw, what's the size and shape of their nose, what's the size and shape of their ears, do they stick out, are they pointed, etc.

[skin]: obviously colour, but also if they're inclined to run hot or cold, do they have any blemishes or unusual markings, are they inclined to blush, are they freckled, do they tan, what does their skin feel like, etc.

[build]: are they skinny and petite or do they resemble a body builder, are they tall or short or average height, are they lean and wiry, are they overweight, are all of their features proportionate, etc.

[chest]: (potentially nsfw) what size are their breasts if they have them, nipple colour and shape and size, do they have visible muscle definition/abs, etc.

[groin]: (potentially nsfw) any information pertaining to genitals - length, girth, shape, colour, "unusual features", also includes the rear and its general appearance, etc.

[hands]: are they large or small, do they have pianist's fingers or short stubby ones, do they tend to get sweaty or are they always dry, is the skin rough or delicate, are the nails painted or chewed or sharp, etc.

[legs]: are they solidly built, short and stubby, or long and graceful, do they have knobbly knees or rounded knees, what's their gait, etc.

[feet]: do they have a habit of going up on their tiptoes, what's their usual stance, do they tend to shift their weight to a preferred side, etc.