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rekindleme2013-06-24 12:00 am
paraclete) wrote in rekindleme2013-06-24 12:00 am
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Who: Kaworu. Birds. You.
Where: Out front of apartment building #1.
When: 6/24, afternoon.
Summary: It's a summer day, and Kaworu comes from a place with absolutely no wildlife. Therefore, these pigeons... He's gonna feed them. (Your choice of prose or brackets!)
Warnings: N/A!
The state of this place is good, but that doesn't mean the walkways are pristine: the sidewalk is inevitably dirty. Despite that, there's a teenager crouched low, never mind the dust on his knees and the seat of his dark trousers. It looks like he's been here a while, maybe, sitting around on the concrete here and there. The bids surrounding him seem to have been here a while, too. Some of them waddle, content, while others flutter to get closer. Kaworu Nagisa has attracted a big group of pigeons, understandable since he's got a sack of sunflower seeds with him. Even more understandable since he's tossing them out by the handful. "There, there," he says to them, "Don't push, there's plenty—" Even though he's running low. Hopefully the birds aren't in your way - and hopefully he isn't, since he's considerably more gangly than the birds, and though he carries his limbs and angles with grace, he doesn't really seem to care about setting himself off to the side.
Coo, coo.
Where: Out front of apartment building #1.
When: 6/24, afternoon.
Summary: It's a summer day, and Kaworu comes from a place with absolutely no wildlife. Therefore, these pigeons... He's gonna feed them. (Your choice of prose or brackets!)
Warnings: N/A!
The state of this place is good, but that doesn't mean the walkways are pristine: the sidewalk is inevitably dirty. Despite that, there's a teenager crouched low, never mind the dust on his knees and the seat of his dark trousers. It looks like he's been here a while, maybe, sitting around on the concrete here and there. The bids surrounding him seem to have been here a while, too. Some of them waddle, content, while others flutter to get closer. Kaworu Nagisa has attracted a big group of pigeons, understandable since he's got a sack of sunflower seeds with him. Even more understandable since he's tossing them out by the handful. "There, there," he says to them, "Don't push, there's plenty—" Even though he's running low. Hopefully the birds aren't in your way - and hopefully he isn't, since he's considerably more gangly than the birds, and though he carries his limbs and angles with grace, he doesn't really seem to care about setting himself off to the side.
Coo, coo.