yin & yang.

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[did anyone notice those tall, wooden poles in a room before? how about the bamboo training course? well, Sora did. he's sitting near a tiny pond, the soles of his feet touching. his hands are in the gap between his body and legs, head bowed. if you come within a ten-feet radius of him, you might just hear all of your thoughts broadcasting themselves.]

Comments

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[did someone say training course? she'll just be wandering in, though she keeps her distance because mom always said not to interrupt someone when they were meditating unless it was really important.]

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[good. his meditation is almost complete, though. some things might be rising off the floor.]

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[WHOA. watches with wide eyes. that is so cool!]

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[and he suddenly lets out a loud yell-like groan, stretching his arms above him. ... sighs~]

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

[sorry Sora, but she's going to pretty much jump on you- she doesn't think of personal space at all, since you look like her dad.]

How'd you do that?!

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[jkl;fdsj little kid! well, he's good with them.]

Uh... magic.

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

It didn't look like magic. Dad uses magic, an' he has to say spells and stuff. I guess it could be like Merlin magic, 'cept he's really old and powerful and you're not old at all.

[wonder who she got the talking-all-in-one-breath thing from.]

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[he keeps a grin on his face, shaking his head lightly.]

Magic's different for everyone.

[gonnabeninja.livejournal.com]

I guess so. Can you teach me?

[straight to the point!]

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

[And here is this guy walking part... looks like an Axel but happens to be wearing ratty jeans, a T-shirt, and thick black leather gloves. As he walks past all calm like and gets close to that...

Nothing happens. Sorry, no broadcasting.

Still, this is interesting, so we walks over and leans in]

What's up here?

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[flinches, head quickly snapping up. he looks at him over his shoulder, a fierce expression on his face.]

What?!

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

Wow, that's reaction.

[Half-smile, half smirk thing here. He's just shrugging a little]

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[pouts, narrowing his eyes a bit before.]

You're an Axel.

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

Huh, really?

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[small nod.]

You guys are weird.

[afteralways.livejournal.com]

[Deadpan, but smirking]

That's discrimination, don't you think?

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[he looks at him from his feet up twice, then blinks.]

Nope.

[blindfoldingly.livejournal.com]

[Part of being relatively new is exploring, and so he is. He won't be recognized as a superhero though, since he's gone from being Blindfold to being mild-mannered Riku- dressed in just casual clothes and a pair of sunglasses. He is, however, keeping farther than ten feet for now.]

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[well, good. he'd like that. oh, and there's what looks like a backpack against one large wooden pole, complete with lunch and some training materials. his head stays down for a few minutes, though he's starting to wrap it up.]

[blindfoldingly.livejournal.com]

[He warily ventures a little closer, not in range of the thought broadcasting yet, but enough to recognize the powers this Sora has.]

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[after a moment or two, some items start to rise into the air.]

[blindfoldingly.livejournal.com]

[Watches curiously from where he is.]

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[they're lowered back to their places, just as he lifts his head, raising his arms and stretching, back arched.]

Ah~.

[blindfoldingly.livejournal.com]

Working hard?

[Or hardly working, is the question.]

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[looks at him over his shoulder, before standing--oops, leg is asleep. he crumples again, giving a quiet grunt.]

... y-yup, I guess.