Post by Drake Mitibuki on Feb 28, 2010 1:26:11 GMT -5
Avalanche Resort - For All Your Snowy Needs
But, your not there yet.
No, your still on the train riding onward-
toward-
your lovely winter fort.
Leaving the young blonde traveler behind on the icy platform.
Fortunately your safe, your warm.
However ....for how long.
No, your still on the train riding onward-
toward-
your lovely winter fort.
Leaving the young blonde traveler behind on the icy platform.
Fortunately your safe, your warm.
However ....for how long.
Sitting on an ivory furnished long seat in a well lit room, the young passenger veered his head to the right taking in the snowy outlook that covered the earth for miles. "Hmph.." He exhaled, exerting an air of comfort. The soft texture of the man's face was offset by his pale complexion and even more contrasted by the numerous facial piercings that crippled his face. One above the left brow and two on each ear. He exhaled once again, this time looking down as his eyes traced the lining of his black, attire, Shihakusho. The various ripples in his uniform suggested the need to iron. Thankfully he wasn't bothered by it. He had little to no social interaction with others and plainly, he didn't mind. Further down his eyes caught the sight of a small black figure.
His eyes yellow like the sun and his body as black as night. It displaced the lovely ivory and tan themed room that they sat in. Cart that they sat in.
The small black figure held a round spherical head with two bunny like ears with little legs and arms with stubs for feet and curvaceous hands....He slept, quite peacefully at that. A small air bubble protruding from his mouth he remained sound asleep. Iracaj, the man sitting in the private cart, let his hand coast back and forth along the small ones body. Petting him, comforting him.
Safe and warm the two remained content in their travel to what they hoped would be a time of relaxation, tranquility The only thing dulling this peaceful mood was the sound of the trains wheels beating harshly against the snowy rails as it roared across the icy valley. Over the pure white mountains and under the frozen lakes.
His eyes closed, slowly. He let the familiar sway of the train and the soft overcasting warmth of the light take him. Lull him to sleep. Placed neatly beside him standing up in the seat beside him was his Zanpaktou. Nicely wrapped and handled and seemingly enjoying the comfort of the train in comparison of the foreign feel of the outside world.
They dozed off together.
"All Passengers, we will be entering Satsuranwa shortly. This is the last stop."
His head shook, slowly. The grogginess that built up from not even a minute of slumber was lingering. He outstretched his right hand, his free hand, and grabbed his Zanpaktou by the base of the sheathe. Drawing it close he held it beside him letting the carry him to their ever nearing destination. Mibs slept soundly on his lap without a care in the world.
"All Passengers, we will be entering Satsuranwa shortly. This is the last stop."
Urgh, the repeat of those very words caused some bustling and shuffling outside of his cart door. It looked like some other passengers were getting their things in order to be ready for departure. Gladly Iracaj was riding light. With just a simple sack of things, his Zanpaktou, and his friend. He was ready to depart and venture into this winter dream.
His eyes yellow like the sun and his body as black as night. It displaced the lovely ivory and tan themed room that they sat in. Cart that they sat in.
The small black figure held a round spherical head with two bunny like ears with little legs and arms with stubs for feet and curvaceous hands....He slept, quite peacefully at that. A small air bubble protruding from his mouth he remained sound asleep. Iracaj, the man sitting in the private cart, let his hand coast back and forth along the small ones body. Petting him, comforting him.
Safe and warm the two remained content in their travel to what they hoped would be a time of relaxation, tranquility The only thing dulling this peaceful mood was the sound of the trains wheels beating harshly against the snowy rails as it roared across the icy valley. Over the pure white mountains and under the frozen lakes.
His eyes closed, slowly. He let the familiar sway of the train and the soft overcasting warmth of the light take him. Lull him to sleep. Placed neatly beside him standing up in the seat beside him was his Zanpaktou. Nicely wrapped and handled and seemingly enjoying the comfort of the train in comparison of the foreign feel of the outside world.
They dozed off together.
"All Passengers, we will be entering Satsuranwa shortly. This is the last stop."
His head shook, slowly. The grogginess that built up from not even a minute of slumber was lingering. He outstretched his right hand, his free hand, and grabbed his Zanpaktou by the base of the sheathe. Drawing it close he held it beside him letting the carry him to their ever nearing destination. Mibs slept soundly on his lap without a care in the world.
"All Passengers, we will be entering Satsuranwa shortly. This is the last stop."
Urgh, the repeat of those very words caused some bustling and shuffling outside of his cart door. It looked like some other passengers were getting their things in order to be ready for departure. Gladly Iracaj was riding light. With just a simple sack of things, his Zanpaktou, and his friend. He was ready to depart and venture into this winter dream.