Posts by ShadowfangisDABOMB

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  • that thread thing //p

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    Perhaps it was the meaning this day held, or the fact that he was starting to run late, but Beau was beginning to feel a slight sense of nervousness sneak up on him. The train would be departing soon, yet here he was still making his way through the station. He could see the very train he needed to be on quite plainly, but it was as if he was holding himself back from actually boarding it. He stopped. Beyond these next few steps between him and the train, everything was unknown. Was nervous the correct word to describe what he was feeling? Or was there something else--something more accurate? For someone who could sense emotions, Beau was having the most difficult time figuring out his own.
    Taking a deep breath, the boy reassured himself that nothing was wrong and climbed aboard the train. Though he had to clutch the railing extra hard to practically haul his left leg up the few steep steps, it wasn’t all that difficult. He was quite used to it. What was difficult was finding a way to react once he saw the appearances of the other passengers.


    Beau had never actually seen another Possessed in real life before, so he had assumed they would all look quite similar to him; average looking. But these people were on an entirely different level--you could tell just by looking at them that they were hosting an inhuman spirit.
    There was a boy with long green hair and what seemed to be a short row of long dark green spikes protruding out from the back of his head and neck. What was he, a lizard or something? Next was a boy with frost tinted hair wearing a flower crown sitting across from a boy with patches of scales who wasn’t quite paying attention to anyone. Beau couldn’t quite figure out what they were.
    At the very back of the train was a very small group of socializers. A male with long silver hair, and a strong build with scales running up his arm was speaking with a very enthusiastic boy with twin tales. Very close to them sat a girl with onyx skin who seemed to be in her own world. A fish and a cat? The two tails were a little perplexing, though. He couldn’t seem to figure out what spirit the girl possessed.
    Last but not least, was a girl with long, snow white hair heading for a seat by herself.


    Beau wasn’t too sure where to sit. Should he go introduce himself to someone or sit on his own and wait? After delving through a plague of similar questions, he finally decided to sit by himself, but close enough to other people in case he wanted to talk.
    Heading for the middle of the train, Beau made a point of quickly smiling to everyone he passed by. He didn’t at all wish to be on anyone’s bad side here. Unfortunately for fido, he wasn’t as smooth on his feet as a certain catboy was and suddenly tripped over his own foot. He stumbled a few steps forward before grabbing a bar beside one of the seats and catching himself before he fell. Looking up, Beau saw it was the seat in which flower crown boy was sitting on across from the boy with earbuds in.
    He stood there in silence for a moment, clutching the bar and staring at them both before quickly leaning against the bar in an attempt to make his embarrassing trip seem as natural as possible.
    ”Oh . . . hey there,” he said coolly to the both of them, trying to contain his embarrassment. He could easily feel it going away, though; as his emotions were constantly fluctuating. He was getting that same feeling from before, now that he was actually making contact with people. It wasn’t nervousness, no--he had decided that it wasn’t long ago.
    He focused on the energies of everyone else aboard the train for a moment. There were so many emotions emanating from each person but the most prominent was the feeling of excitement. It was incredibly strong.
    Oh, excitement. That’s what Beau was feeling. He was excited.
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  • that thread thing //p

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    The very first reactions Beau received from his fall were a few blatant stares and giggles from throughout the train, but he paid it no mind. The one that caught him off guard was a sudden eruption of laughter coming from close by. The brown haired boy cocked his head to the side to see who that loud noise was coming from only to realize it was the boy with twin tails he had noticed earlier.
    Beau didn’t at all feel intimidated by it or what the other boy said next because he could easily tell that he had meant no harm at all. The other boy’s energy was everything but negative and it actually made Beau feel a bit more relaxed. He gave a thumbs up from across the cart before turning back to ivory haired fellow as he said something.


    Turns out he was now--somehow gracefully--grabbing the earbud of the lonesome boy across from him and putting it within his own ear. Beau was more than confused when Niji whispered something very softly into the other’s ear. He wasn’t sure whether doing that was the best idea.
    The white haired boy acted as if his previous actions were no big deal, though, and turned back to Beau as he announced his name. Niji. It was simple and nice.
    Beau stared into his eyes, admiring the ever-soft pink lemonade hue his irises held. He opened his mouth to reply but was immediately stopped when someone behind him said “I’m Rusetti, the nekomata,” in an all too familiar voice. Beau turned his head to see the same boy from before, who had been laughing ecstatically, holding out his hand. The brown haired boy took Rusetti’s hand and shook it, grinning out of excitement.
    “Ohhhh, I’ve heard of those before! Has something to do with Japanese mythology, right?” He asked, continuing to shake Rusetti’s hand throughout the entire time. “That’s so cool! It would also explain your tails, then, I guess,” he exclaimed, “nice to meet you, Rusetti!”
    After finally remembering that he was still shaking his hand, Beau let go with a smile and turned back to Niji, realizing that he still hadn’t introduced himself.


    “I’m Rhys Beauregard,” he stated as he focused his gaze between the other three, quite obviously curling his tongue on the R’s.
    “My family iz, euh, Français.” He joked in a fake, thick French accent, hoping that would cover up as an explanation for his long last name. He wriggled his eyebrows up and down as well for added effect. “Just call me Beau, though. That’s what all my friends do.”


    Beau looked towards three expectantly, feeling more comfortable with this very small group of people. He glanced towards the scaled boy, hoping he would now introduce himself as they had.
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