[that feeling is honestly nostalgic, though the Seiryuu of this time doesn't live anywhere near here, that blue flame feeling of hers far far in the distance.
Zeno does his best to blend in and still keep that vaguely homeless air. his fondness for overlarge clothes works in his favor though, as well as the unwashed reality of his situation. but with his apparent age, as well as his looks, he still gets a certain amount of attention that he'd rather avoid, and he takes a moment to wonder if this is like that before casting the thought aside. this feels distinctly supernatural.
so he goes out of his way to head to an isolated place, a little alley that's not too shady but not too frequented either, and calls out.]
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Zeno does his best to blend in and still keep that vaguely homeless air. his fondness for overlarge clothes works in his favor though, as well as the unwashed reality of his situation. but with his apparent age, as well as his looks, he still gets a certain amount of attention that he'd rather avoid, and he takes a moment to wonder if this is like that before casting the thought aside. this feels distinctly supernatural.
so he goes out of his way to head to an isolated place, a little alley that's not too shady but not too frequented either, and calls out.]
Hello.