Post by daijirosaitou on Sept 29, 2010 17:28:08 GMT -5
Combat boots thumped lightly against the cold floor of the clan halls. Hidden golden gaze stared from behind the tinted sunglasses that he wore on his face. A few rouge strands of snow white obscuring his vision, but not enough to obscure his surroundings the he observed.
His left hand grasped the hilt of his prized blade, the hibana [ spark ] blade. Steps would come a halt after walking in so far. Right arm bending at the elbow to cross over to the small of his back to pull out and reveal his custom Lemat Revolver by his index finger. With the revolver hanging from his index finger, he’d start to twirl it backward on his index finger.
A fanged smirk would then appear upon those features of his, following a subtle chuckle. His left hand would leave from the hilt of his weapon, bending at the elbow to rise and remove the chrome shades over his golden gaze. Without the tinted glasses to block out the light, he was able to focus on the finer points of the place. With a single finger, of his left hand, he’d bend the legs of the glasses to hook them to one of the main chains he wore around his neck.
“Hmm.…”
His left hand grasped the hilt of his prized blade, the hibana [ spark ] blade. Steps would come a halt after walking in so far. Right arm bending at the elbow to cross over to the small of his back to pull out and reveal his custom Lemat Revolver by his index finger. With the revolver hanging from his index finger, he’d start to twirl it backward on his index finger.
“… So this is supposed to be my new home?”
A fanged smirk would then appear upon those features of his, following a subtle chuckle. His left hand would leave from the hilt of his weapon, bending at the elbow to rise and remove the chrome shades over his golden gaze. Without the tinted glasses to block out the light, he was able to focus on the finer points of the place. With a single finger, of his left hand, he’d bend the legs of the glasses to hook them to one of the main chains he wore around his neck.
“… could be worse, I suppose?”