JULY 9, 2014.
Post by Kyoko Kusanagi on Mar 21, 2014 17:23:32 GMT -5
Lately everything had been so overwhelming, Kyoko didn't really know how to cope to well. She had never been in such a situation before after all, those ones similar and past events kept passing through her mind, like a never ending storm. One that wouldn't stop no matter what she did, or tried for that matter. Mixed memories that seemed to follow her like the plague no matter where she went or traveled to. The young white haired Shinigami had been to many places, and seen a lot. But that didn't mean she wanted all of it, not by a long shot.
So the last place she expected to find herself was wandering aimlessly back towards the Nibantai. The place were she had made her choice on where she stood, leaving the Nibantai as it's Fukutaichou. She couldn't face everyone there yet, no, more like she wouldn't face all the squad members there yet. Everything was still fresh in her mind, and the fact that she could practically hear others mocking her choice. Or whispers behind her back, letting out a long sigh of frustration the female proceeded forward. No longer paying attention to where she was headed, as long as it wasn't into the Nibantai she didn't care where she ended up.
When did I become this weak? Was the question Kyo found herself asking her own conscious. When did she allow her emotions to get her down, or to even think about getting the better of here. Yet here she was, trying to not become more stressed out than she already was. It just wasn't working, things like that didn't work anymore. Siam was no longer here to offer her advice, guidance even. Sure he was only her mentor but back then, even as a child Kyoko saw the man more as a father figure and a mentor in one more than anything else.
Another stressed filled exhalation escaped the young female's lips, finding herself then as she gazed around briefly. That she was now within the Sanbantai, up atop many of the barrack rooftops. No one really seemed to pay her any attention, good, that was what she wanted. Shaking her head lightly as Kyo seemed to come out of her daze of thoughts, making up her mind. The white haired woman perched herself down on said rooftop, there was no point in wandering around forever after all. And she really didn't want to end up at the Eleventh. That was a headache she could do without, thank you. Laying down, her left forearm covering both golden orbs, the former Fukutaichou let herself drift into her own thoughts and memories once again. Unaware for the moment that anyone would, or could be watching her from afar.
So the last place she expected to find herself was wandering aimlessly back towards the Nibantai. The place were she had made her choice on where she stood, leaving the Nibantai as it's Fukutaichou. She couldn't face everyone there yet, no, more like she wouldn't face all the squad members there yet. Everything was still fresh in her mind, and the fact that she could practically hear others mocking her choice. Or whispers behind her back, letting out a long sigh of frustration the female proceeded forward. No longer paying attention to where she was headed, as long as it wasn't into the Nibantai she didn't care where she ended up.
When did I become this weak? Was the question Kyo found herself asking her own conscious. When did she allow her emotions to get her down, or to even think about getting the better of here. Yet here she was, trying to not become more stressed out than she already was. It just wasn't working, things like that didn't work anymore. Siam was no longer here to offer her advice, guidance even. Sure he was only her mentor but back then, even as a child Kyoko saw the man more as a father figure and a mentor in one more than anything else.
Another stressed filled exhalation escaped the young female's lips, finding herself then as she gazed around briefly. That she was now within the Sanbantai, up atop many of the barrack rooftops. No one really seemed to pay her any attention, good, that was what she wanted. Shaking her head lightly as Kyo seemed to come out of her daze of thoughts, making up her mind. The white haired woman perched herself down on said rooftop, there was no point in wandering around forever after all. And she really didn't want to end up at the Eleventh. That was a headache she could do without, thank you. Laying down, her left forearm covering both golden orbs, the former Fukutaichou let herself drift into her own thoughts and memories once again. Unaware for the moment that anyone would, or could be watching her from afar.
CODED BY ELECTRIC OF GS
