bunji
Raven Tail
Vagabond of Onibas
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Post by bunji on Jun 21, 2013 4:22:08 GMT -5
The ground was still moist with the moisture of the rain that had poured down upon the small town of Onibus, the streets were relatively empty compared to the usual crowds that frequented the shops. In fact the shops were not even open today, a perfect day for Bunji to get in some serious training, yes that’s right he was going to train at least that was the thoughts he had this morning for the moment he found himself sitting on his hammock, legs crossed, and back straight. The black fabric of the hammock easily cradling his weight as it sat perfectly frozen, one would assume the young man was meditating however upon closer inspection one would realize he had fallen asleep. His morning meditation, or at least his attempt at doing such ended with him dozing off into his own dream realm once again, light snores escaped parted lips, and head tilted to the side he was drifting into a deeper sleep as time passed. It all happened until he went completely forward, a combination or body weight and gravity brought Bunji down hard. Without any conscious action to help him the young man’s reflexes failed to save him, with a loud crash his face painfully hit the floor easily knocking him back to the real world, quickly rising up his gloved hands reached up to cover his face.
“Ow! What the hell!?” he called out at the top of his lungs as blood spilled from his hands down his face, he wasn’t even half asleep anymore the impact of the solid blow was enough to kick him out of his dream state, and back to the harsh real world. Staying on his knees longer he took in deep breaths pinching his nose shut in the process, the pain was pulsing all over his face with a sigh he rose up to his feet “That really hurts” he said in a nasaly tone. Reaching into his hooded jacket he took out a handkerchief, and wiped off the blood doing his best to clean up the mess using a nearby window as a mirror. Once he was done he stuffed the handkerchief back into its respective pocket, and with no desire to fall back asleep he denounced meditating as he decided to walk on, tapping his nose a few times he checked for any blood but all seemed fine now. Except for the puffy nose, and the redness around the area where he had suffered the solid blunt impact, walking along the empty streets of the town he was really paying no attention to where he was going.
Why? Simply because he found his eyes glued to the latest Erotic novel written by Gonzo, the author he still argued was a woman, the clue were all there he just needed the proof. ’Gonzo…One day I shall find you’ he thought to himself with stalker like dedication. Nonetheless he continued to the red the small green book, his eyes ran from one end to the other as he read sentence after sentence his mind being enveloped in its own imagination as the words played out the story. Unaware of where he was going Bunji suddenly stumbled upon tripping on something, or someone he did not see what it was all he saw was the book go flying out of his hands, however he was more preoccupied with not hitting the ground again he was still recovering from the face plant. Palms quickly hitting the ground he rolled into his fall, landing safely on one knee a sigh of relief escaped a pain free pair of lips, his eyes trailed up until he spotted his book resting at the feet of some stranger crab walking over with a pervy grin he reached for the book itself ready to dive back into it. However out of sheer human curiosity his eyes moved up from the feet that his book was near to, and rested upon a males face with uniquely colored hair, crimson eyes resting upon the masculine features he only nodded giving him a slight wave.
“Yo”
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