Post by Fang on Mar 18, 2011 13:13:00 GMT -5
The house where the young Alexander lived was located at the Southern Streets of Karakura town. He lived there with his parents, enjoying life while the two of them took care of him. As a part of this streets, there was a large white building, with a cafe bar on its bottom. The building itself was not tall nor was it flashy. But, the bright colors of the cafe bar, which was a part of it, they were the things which attracted attention to this building. But, since the location of this cafe was at the Southern Streets, there was not so much attention to attract. Well, the fact that there were not so many people around the place, it was one of the reasons why in this building a young police detective found his home. He was a type of person who wanted to spend his free time alone, with a book and the smell of the ocean all around him. This building was the perfect place for that. The fact that the building was located near the ocean, it meant that all of the conditions were perfect.
The bright shine coming from the sun, slowly started to enter trough the window, into the room of an young man. The brightness of the sun soon reached the entire room, reaching even the bed where one person currently was. With the sunshine reaching his eyes, the young man opened his eyes, revealing a set of two green eyes. The sunshine was reflected from them, making it seem that they were glowing in a incredible beauty.After a few minutes, the young man was full awaken, looking around himself in order to find something. On, his desk, a pair of sunglasses were. Slowly and gently, he took them with his right hand, rising them from the table. Then, he placed them on his face, over his eyes and on his nose. Now, the sun did not bother him anymore, so he was ready to stand up. He quickly stud up, off his bed, leaving into the bathroom. With him, he took some clothes and a pair of brown sandals.
After coming out of the bathroom, the man was fully dressed, with a pair of glasses still on his head. Slowly, his eyes adjusted to the sun which shined from the outside, so he was now able to see without the sunglasses. Slowly, he took them off with his right hand, placing them back on the table from which he took them. Then, with gentle and slow steps he left the bedroom, passing trough the bathroom and into the living room. There, the man had a large couch, with a table in front of it. After standing still on the same spot for a few moments, the man started to move again, going into the kitchen, which was a few meters away from the door which connected the apartment with the corridor, which led into the outside world. From the kitchen, the man came out with an bottle of pure, white milk. Drinking and walking at the same time, he was taking a risk of an possible accident which would happen if he continued to be so careless. But, this man knew his entire apartment from top to bottom, so he did not make a wrong step anywhere. After reaching the couch, the man set on it, placing the milk on the desk in front of him. Then, he took the newspapers off the desk, holding them with both of his hands. With an slow motion he opened the first page, starting to read it. Interested into what was happening in the world outside his village, the man was reading the newspapers with a serious expression on his face.
And so, his day slowly started. It seemed that his parents were not home, so he was now free to do what ever did he wanted. A few moments passed, and the young man was still in the same position, doing the same thing as before. It seemed that he was quite interested into the newspapers and the articles which he was currently reading, due to the expression on his face. At the moment, Alexander had an quite serious look on his face, still calm and relaxed. The part of the newspapers which he was reading was about recent suicides which happened all over the Land of Sun also known as Japan, some even took place in the Karakura town. Shame that so many young people decided to do such an shameful act; thought the young man, as he was observing the statistic about this suicides. It seemed that most of the people who committed a suicide were high school students, at a quite young age.
Bothered with what he was reading in the newspapers, Alexander decided to stop reading them, so he may start his day with something more interesting. But, other than reading this newspapers, he had no other plans for today. Even so, doing nothing was better than reading about all sorts of bad news in the newspapers. It seemed as if journalists were only writing about the dark side of the humanity and the world around them. So far, nowhere has he seen a good news, or anything close to being a good news. The best news for today, the news from the cover, was a warning of an terrible storm coming to Karakura town. That was not something which people would like to read about in the newspapers, at least not this young detective.
Slowly and quietly, the young man closed the newspapers, gently placing them on the table in front of himself. As he was placing the newspapers on the desk with his left hand, at the same time, he grabbed the bottle of milk with his right hand. With a gentle grip he held the milk, while moving his hand upwards, placing the milk closer and closer to his mouth. When the bottle reached his mouth, the young man continued moving his right and dominant hand upwards, leaning the bottle so the milk could start to flow towards his mouth. After taking a few gulps of fresh milk, he moved his right hand downwards, stopping the flew of milk which was heading towards his mouth. Then, slowly and carefully, he returned the bottle of milk onto the table where it was before he picked it up. Then, suddenly, he stud up, taking on his black shoes and heading towards the door. Through them and the corridor, Alexander left into the outside world.
Like mentioned before, at the bottom of the building where Alexander lived, there was a rather small cafe bar, with some of the tables out side on the sun. It seemed to be quite empty, only one or two people were there, sitting and drinking their beverages. Among those people, Alexander was, sitting at the table which was exposed to the sun the most. This man, unlike everyone else sitting there, had a black tuxedo with a tie around his neck, he looked so formal. It was quite obvious that he was a detective, not just because of the fact that a pair of guns were visible at this moment, but it was mostly due to the fact that he also had a detectives badge in the pocket of his tuxedo. But, even so, this man seemed to be just like any other man in the world. Suddenly, the wind picked up in the area, carrying the gentle blond hair of the young man, who then quickly rose his hands, in order to block the incoming dust particles. When the wind calmed down, the man passed trough his hair with his right hand, taking out anything which got stuck his, a little bit, longer hair. Then, he slowly placed his index finger and the palm of his right hand around the handle of the coup, which was currently on his table, right in front of him, picking it up slowly.
That was the moment when the young man showed his manners. Instead of drinking the tea all at once, he only took a zip, slowly returning the coup back on the table, on the same spot from where he picked it up. Then, he placed his right hand back into his pocket, just like he held his left hand in his left pocket.
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WC: 1398
GP: 26
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The bright shine coming from the sun, slowly started to enter trough the window, into the room of an young man. The brightness of the sun soon reached the entire room, reaching even the bed where one person currently was. With the sunshine reaching his eyes, the young man opened his eyes, revealing a set of two green eyes. The sunshine was reflected from them, making it seem that they were glowing in a incredible beauty.After a few minutes, the young man was full awaken, looking around himself in order to find something. On, his desk, a pair of sunglasses were. Slowly and gently, he took them with his right hand, rising them from the table. Then, he placed them on his face, over his eyes and on his nose. Now, the sun did not bother him anymore, so he was ready to stand up. He quickly stud up, off his bed, leaving into the bathroom. With him, he took some clothes and a pair of brown sandals.
After coming out of the bathroom, the man was fully dressed, with a pair of glasses still on his head. Slowly, his eyes adjusted to the sun which shined from the outside, so he was now able to see without the sunglasses. Slowly, he took them off with his right hand, placing them back on the table from which he took them. Then, with gentle and slow steps he left the bedroom, passing trough the bathroom and into the living room. There, the man had a large couch, with a table in front of it. After standing still on the same spot for a few moments, the man started to move again, going into the kitchen, which was a few meters away from the door which connected the apartment with the corridor, which led into the outside world. From the kitchen, the man came out with an bottle of pure, white milk. Drinking and walking at the same time, he was taking a risk of an possible accident which would happen if he continued to be so careless. But, this man knew his entire apartment from top to bottom, so he did not make a wrong step anywhere. After reaching the couch, the man set on it, placing the milk on the desk in front of him. Then, he took the newspapers off the desk, holding them with both of his hands. With an slow motion he opened the first page, starting to read it. Interested into what was happening in the world outside his village, the man was reading the newspapers with a serious expression on his face.
And so, his day slowly started. It seemed that his parents were not home, so he was now free to do what ever did he wanted. A few moments passed, and the young man was still in the same position, doing the same thing as before. It seemed that he was quite interested into the newspapers and the articles which he was currently reading, due to the expression on his face. At the moment, Alexander had an quite serious look on his face, still calm and relaxed. The part of the newspapers which he was reading was about recent suicides which happened all over the Land of Sun also known as Japan, some even took place in the Karakura town. Shame that so many young people decided to do such an shameful act; thought the young man, as he was observing the statistic about this suicides. It seemed that most of the people who committed a suicide were high school students, at a quite young age.
Bothered with what he was reading in the newspapers, Alexander decided to stop reading them, so he may start his day with something more interesting. But, other than reading this newspapers, he had no other plans for today. Even so, doing nothing was better than reading about all sorts of bad news in the newspapers. It seemed as if journalists were only writing about the dark side of the humanity and the world around them. So far, nowhere has he seen a good news, or anything close to being a good news. The best news for today, the news from the cover, was a warning of an terrible storm coming to Karakura town. That was not something which people would like to read about in the newspapers, at least not this young detective.
Slowly and quietly, the young man closed the newspapers, gently placing them on the table in front of himself. As he was placing the newspapers on the desk with his left hand, at the same time, he grabbed the bottle of milk with his right hand. With a gentle grip he held the milk, while moving his hand upwards, placing the milk closer and closer to his mouth. When the bottle reached his mouth, the young man continued moving his right and dominant hand upwards, leaning the bottle so the milk could start to flow towards his mouth. After taking a few gulps of fresh milk, he moved his right hand downwards, stopping the flew of milk which was heading towards his mouth. Then, slowly and carefully, he returned the bottle of milk onto the table where it was before he picked it up. Then, suddenly, he stud up, taking on his black shoes and heading towards the door. Through them and the corridor, Alexander left into the outside world.
Like mentioned before, at the bottom of the building where Alexander lived, there was a rather small cafe bar, with some of the tables out side on the sun. It seemed to be quite empty, only one or two people were there, sitting and drinking their beverages. Among those people, Alexander was, sitting at the table which was exposed to the sun the most. This man, unlike everyone else sitting there, had a black tuxedo with a tie around his neck, he looked so formal. It was quite obvious that he was a detective, not just because of the fact that a pair of guns were visible at this moment, but it was mostly due to the fact that he also had a detectives badge in the pocket of his tuxedo. But, even so, this man seemed to be just like any other man in the world. Suddenly, the wind picked up in the area, carrying the gentle blond hair of the young man, who then quickly rose his hands, in order to block the incoming dust particles. When the wind calmed down, the man passed trough his hair with his right hand, taking out anything which got stuck his, a little bit, longer hair. Then, he slowly placed his index finger and the palm of his right hand around the handle of the coup, which was currently on his table, right in front of him, picking it up slowly.
That was the moment when the young man showed his manners. Instead of drinking the tea all at once, he only took a zip, slowly returning the coup back on the table, on the same spot from where he picked it up. Then, he placed his right hand back into his pocket, just like he held his left hand in his left pocket.
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WC: 1398
GP: 26
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