Another Outlander | Entrance | Hikaru

It felt like the time had brought him back to the way things were alleged to be. A flow in the crowd, footfalls that parralled with another. He was but a typical human that roamed through various diverse people, some that would be a blessing to the future or some the downfall. It was a truth that he himself perceived by mer instinct, blinded by those who were not as familiar with their surroundings. Or just not as open-minded. But, he himself, was not a common being of normality, as much as he sometimes longed to be. One the other side of the world, he could almost touch the emotions of those that yearned for his venue, transparent hands that urged a shudder against his spine and pushed him into pursuing further into the distance. 

He stood bemused in the structure of alluring marble, aged, yet distinctly glossy through his engrossed gleaming eyes. The quality of emotion around him leveled high on lighthearted youth and utter bliss, exploring the building of government on mer curiousity, rather than preceding attentions that had been his precise absorption prior to his entrance. Silver, yet essentially white locks gleamed like a bed of angel dust, fragile fingers tracing tranquil walls as the royal clothing situated flawlessly against his veering frame. Chains of gold curled somewhat loosely around a delicate neck, wavering, but never matching to the optics of golden glint. 

"Wow~!" a rush, hands confronted the rim of an open window, the display of landscape and city structure all situated before his eyes. The height was to hefty, barely able to grasp the image of people which descended alongside the base of HQ, but, regardless, not a complication. A breeze whirled by, quivering lashes of crystal till the golden hue was vieled, lips curling upward to array a genial smile as the gentle current frolicked through his crown of endearing white. Voices were audible from afar, resounding through the waves of the earth as a reposed sense consumed his blinded view. Hmm.. Rice would be nice right about now.. abruptly, and rather, aimlessly, his previous desire bounded back to him, exposing an expression of distress as his eyes suddenly opened. 

Right! I need to find where to join! with a glance, he steered left and then right, pondering on which direction, or possible door he should venture into. Although most would not carelessly peer into rooms that hold some significance on privacy, Hikaru, was not one of those indiviuals. Yes, Hikaru Kuninaga is the name of the one you see striding around so adequately. Who despite being solely lost, is evidently elated with this country he has never been in before, consumed by the appeal of this structure that to him, could doubtlessly be compared to a castle. 

Continuing onward, footfalls echoed along the spotless floor, observing the rythmic movements as a two towering double doors seized his consideration and halted him in his tracks. It was a luxurious entrance way, plainly grasping some influence for what settled on the other side. A hand spanned forward, itching to grapple the handle of the door in the ambition to divulge what awaited inside. Closer and closer. The tool of support would be nearly a bat of an eye away from clefting open the false door.