Is It Wrong To Wander? [MOD]
Posted on: Dec 13, 2015 17:06:18 GMT -5
Post by Soren Vale on Dec 13, 2015 17:06:18 GMT -5
This was definitely one of the more ominous places within the academy territory, even Soren felt his skin crawl with the grim air. Shoka kept close to him as usual, the Absol sniffling slightly with the light fog that seemed to pass through. He almost envied her heavier looking coat, wishing he'd brought some kind of coat along; though he was sure that this was only a temporary flux in the weather. It didn't make things any less foreboding though.
He walked among the tombstones, not knowing a single person there outside of the documents that he had found here and there in the library. Old class pictures, references, small mentions; those were his only leads and the only reasons why he was there. It was probably blasphemous to just waltz into a grave filled with the sleeping dead but the prospect of such a creepy place was just too good to pass up for the strange boy. Even now his eyes were glimmering with each headstone, trying to make out what little writing he could here and there.
It was true that Soren wasn't looking for anything in particular though, merely drawing out a map and a few notes in his handy-dandy-notebook. If there was anything in particular that he desired, it was merely to see if the 'spirits' really still clung to these graves. Perhaps some would have been on people despite now being pokemon. His newly found Yamask was such a pokemon afterall, rumored to have once been a human long since dead. She certainly had the attitude of a princess that was for sure.
[No spawn wishes this time.]
He walked among the tombstones, not knowing a single person there outside of the documents that he had found here and there in the library. Old class pictures, references, small mentions; those were his only leads and the only reasons why he was there. It was probably blasphemous to just waltz into a grave filled with the sleeping dead but the prospect of such a creepy place was just too good to pass up for the strange boy. Even now his eyes were glimmering with each headstone, trying to make out what little writing he could here and there.
It was true that Soren wasn't looking for anything in particular though, merely drawing out a map and a few notes in his handy-dandy-notebook. If there was anything in particular that he desired, it was merely to see if the 'spirits' really still clung to these graves. Perhaps some would have been on people despite now being pokemon. His newly found Yamask was such a pokemon afterall, rumored to have once been a human long since dead. She certainly had the attitude of a princess that was for sure.
[No spawn wishes this time.]
