Sun, shine my way. [OPEN]
Posted on: Jan 13, 2016 0:46:07 GMT -5
Post by Sebastian Foxx on Jan 13, 2016 0:46:07 GMT -5
SEBASTIAN.FOXX
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The musk of sunflowers and lake water was thick in the garden air as Sebastian broke through the threshold of forest trees, traversing beyond into the sea of gold that ran on and on until it collided with a mirage of rippling yellow reflections. The sound of rustling parchment was in the air as Sebastian fumbled with his map whilst trying to fold it back into place. Sin swept around to his front curiously, beaming with narrowed albeit intrigued eyes as her friend snapped the map out fully, then proceeded to carefully, and calmly, fold the darn thing again and again until it was a small, pocket sized piece of condensed paper. Perfect.
Sebastian glanced up from his work to catch his Gastly all eyes and interest--and of course he split a smile and dropped a nearly silent laugh of embarrassment; "What? It was puttin' up a fight." He said coolly in a baritone voice that was accented something foreign and tinged by the remnants of his own amusement. Sin bobbed and smiled just a titch wider than Sebastian before whizzing around him in a sputter of gaseous fumes to push lightly against his cheek. Awww... Kissu. Bastian dropped a brief pat to the top of her head, then let his amber brown eyes gaze out over the field of sunflowers and the lake that flanked it.
"Well if this place isn't some chip of paradise..." He trailed as he walked and Sin levitated, his voice fading into a whisper the further he waddled between the sun-faced flowers. "I don't know what is." Link wasn't far off; the cautious albeit sneaky little Phantump weaving about between the trees of the forest nearby. When he saw that Sin and Sebastian were growing farther and farther away, however, the tree-spirit Pokémon zipped after them with a quiet whoosh--and then a crash and an UMPH as he collided with Sebastian who stumbled, tripped and fell rather comically to those who found amusement in those sorts of things. ""Thanks, Link." The gambler groaned from the ground where his messenger bag had spilled a few of its many contents; three empty pokeballs, a polaroid picture and a fossil that looked way more like a volcanic rock from a thrift store.
The musk of sunflowers and lake water was thick in the garden air as Sebastian broke through the threshold of forest trees, traversing beyond into the sea of gold that ran on and on until it collided with a mirage of rippling yellow reflections. The sound of rustling parchment was in the air as Sebastian fumbled with his map whilst trying to fold it back into place. Sin swept around to his front curiously, beaming with narrowed albeit intrigued eyes as her friend snapped the map out fully, then proceeded to carefully, and calmly, fold the darn thing again and again until it was a small, pocket sized piece of condensed paper. Perfect.
Sebastian glanced up from his work to catch his Gastly all eyes and interest--and of course he split a smile and dropped a nearly silent laugh of embarrassment; "What? It was puttin' up a fight." He said coolly in a baritone voice that was accented something foreign and tinged by the remnants of his own amusement. Sin bobbed and smiled just a titch wider than Sebastian before whizzing around him in a sputter of gaseous fumes to push lightly against his cheek. Awww... Kissu. Bastian dropped a brief pat to the top of her head, then let his amber brown eyes gaze out over the field of sunflowers and the lake that flanked it.
"Well if this place isn't some chip of paradise..." He trailed as he walked and Sin levitated, his voice fading into a whisper the further he waddled between the sun-faced flowers. "I don't know what is." Link wasn't far off; the cautious albeit sneaky little Phantump weaving about between the trees of the forest nearby. When he saw that Sin and Sebastian were growing farther and farther away, however, the tree-spirit Pokémon zipped after them with a quiet whoosh--and then a crash and an UMPH as he collided with Sebastian who stumbled, tripped and fell rather comically to those who found amusement in those sorts of things. ""Thanks, Link." The gambler groaned from the ground where his messenger bag had spilled a few of its many contents; three empty pokeballs, a polaroid picture and a fossil that looked way more like a volcanic rock from a thrift store.
