Post by Donovan Darko on Mar 30, 2011 9:55:00 GMT -5
Gently he rose from the bed, his head groggy with wariness. Sleep was never comfortable experience for Seth, as each night when his dream's came, he would see the same image play over in his mind. It always pictured the silhouette of a woman and a young boy, at first they simply stood there, but the scene that would play out would shock most. Everytime there face's are clouded from him and no matter what he does, he cannot peer through the mist to see who haunts his dream. But as Seth would stand there watching he would hear screams The child was slain first, his whimpering last sound was drown out by the shrieks of the woman as the boy fell to the floor and dissipating into nothing. His guts would twist at that sound and the scene, Seth would charge headlong into the mist but the woman, she was forever out of his reach. She would die slowly, dragging herself across the ground trying to escape her invisible attacker. But slowly she faded but before the dream would end, the woman would speak his name.
Stretching out and yawning loudly, Seth walked naked into his bathroom and relieved himself as he whistled. Taking his time, the shinigami performed the daily duties of bathing and shaving. Staring in the mirror he ran both hand through his damp hair and pondered weather to style it or not. Taking the lazy option he decided to let his well kept hair hang freely. It was long now, reaching down to the mid of his back. Calming he walked into his small bedroom and dressed himself. It only then dawned on him the time, he then found that it was mid-afternoon. ''Oh my.'' he calmly uttered as he stashed his pipe away in his cloak, not taking heed where he placed it. Seth had made a few jobs that needed to be done. They were not urgent but Seth felt far more comfortable if he got to them out of the way.
Picking up his trademark green cloak, Seth flung it on with grace and purposely walked out of his apartment. As he walked he gently patted at his cloak's pockets so that he could find his pipe. It did not take long for him to find what he was looking for and swiftly proceed to place it on lips. Opening his small tobacco pouch, he pulled out a small amount of the tobacco (mixed with an assortment of herbs) placing it softly into the chamber of the pipe. With a click of his finger's, a small spark of kido ignited the contents. Taking a deep drag the shinigami stopped and stood still for a moment, toying with the idea of taking care of the duties tomorrow. Calmly he walked onwards, with the dark smoke lingering behind him.
(9 GP - 476 words)
Stretching out and yawning loudly, Seth walked naked into his bathroom and relieved himself as he whistled. Taking his time, the shinigami performed the daily duties of bathing and shaving. Staring in the mirror he ran both hand through his damp hair and pondered weather to style it or not. Taking the lazy option he decided to let his well kept hair hang freely. It was long now, reaching down to the mid of his back. Calming he walked into his small bedroom and dressed himself. It only then dawned on him the time, he then found that it was mid-afternoon. ''Oh my.'' he calmly uttered as he stashed his pipe away in his cloak, not taking heed where he placed it. Seth had made a few jobs that needed to be done. They were not urgent but Seth felt far more comfortable if he got to them out of the way.
Picking up his trademark green cloak, Seth flung it on with grace and purposely walked out of his apartment. As he walked he gently patted at his cloak's pockets so that he could find his pipe. It did not take long for him to find what he was looking for and swiftly proceed to place it on lips. Opening his small tobacco pouch, he pulled out a small amount of the tobacco (mixed with an assortment of herbs) placing it softly into the chamber of the pipe. With a click of his finger's, a small spark of kido ignited the contents. Taking a deep drag the shinigami stopped and stood still for a moment, toying with the idea of taking care of the duties tomorrow. Calmly he walked onwards, with the dark smoke lingering behind him.
(9 GP - 476 words)