the aft; [ He's no stranger to being alone. At least, that's the feeling he gets when he's not around stupid Yato or distracted by how nice Hiyori looks. Still, it's a completely different thing to be right up under the stars, looking through that transparent barrier and wondering if it was better to stay here than go home. Home was better, right? That's what he was supposed to think. It didn't matter if people never saw him or forgot about him the second they looked away. It didn't matter if he was Yato's shinki. It didn't.
This was beautiful. He feels... almost alive. Not so cold.
There are a few other people with him, so it shouldn't matter if he stays right where he is and just stares up at all the stars. No one'll notice. They're not going to see him reaching out in an effort to touch the thing keeping all the space out, up on his toes because he's a bit too short to actually reach. In fact, maybe they don't even see that, when the ship lurches some, the gravity goes and sends him floating right off the ground... ]
dormant volcanoes; [ This is dumb.
Yukine picks up a blue rock - why is it even that color? - and tosses it at one of those sharp rocks towering taller than he is. When nothing happens, he retrieves another and throws it even harder, frustrated and annoyed and-- ]
What are we here for!! [ Ugh. He picks up a third rock, and when it hits the strange formation, there's a sharp crack that seems to resound out across the emptiness. Yukine blinks, awkward standing for a second or two before realizing he'd just broken something. But he doesn't look as if he's about to stick around, dusting his hands off and shoving them into the pockets of his uniform. If someone happens to be around, he practically turns his nose up at them and wanders right on by. ]
yukine | noragami | ota
[ He's no stranger to being alone. At least, that's the feeling he gets when he's not around stupid Yato or distracted by how nice Hiyori looks. Still, it's a completely different thing to be right up under the stars, looking through that transparent barrier and wondering if it was better to stay here than go home. Home was better, right? That's what he was supposed to think. It didn't matter if people never saw him or forgot about him the second they looked away. It didn't matter if he was Yato's shinki. It didn't.
This was beautiful. He feels... almost alive. Not so cold.
There are a few other people with him, so it shouldn't matter if he stays right where he is and just stares up at all the stars. No one'll notice. They're not going to see him reaching out in an effort to touch the thing keeping all the space out, up on his toes because he's a bit too short to actually reach. In fact, maybe they don't even see that, when the ship lurches some, the gravity goes and sends him floating right off the ground... ]
dormant volcanoes;
[ This is dumb.
Yukine picks up a blue rock - why is it even that color? - and tosses it at one of those sharp rocks towering taller than he is. When nothing happens, he retrieves another and throws it even harder, frustrated and annoyed and-- ]
What are we here for!! [ Ugh. He picks up a third rock, and when it hits the strange formation, there's a sharp crack that seems to resound out across the emptiness. Yukine blinks, awkward standing for a second or two before realizing he'd just broken something. But he doesn't look as if he's about to stick around, dusting his hands off and shoving them into the pockets of his uniform. If someone happens to be around, he practically turns his nose up at them and wanders right on by. ]