If you took your eyes off the busy roads and all the buzz in the hordes of passers-by, then you would sometime spot a little dot stick out of the contours of the building. It was very small, but yet enough to be spotted from afar; it wasn’t as if he couldn’t find a bench on the lower level from there, but the mage preferred more open space at this time and went by sitting on a lighthouse, causing a little more attention by the flickering shadow that passed by every twelve seconds. It was a rather cold day today, so T-shirtless and shirt wouldn’t do. Instead, he wore his 'cold weather suit' for once, while spectating the conversation between his two spirit buddies:
“I need a better view,” Mura interrupted with a soft smile, before standing up. The two spirits dashed back a little in surprise, before looking out across the town. “… But it looks fine from here,” Kyuken spoke up. You could at least look across 2/3 of the city from where Mura stood. “Well, I’m actually just curious… if I can still do that,” the shaman explained, before suddenly leaving Kyuken and Zirconis by leaping off the building and soaring downwards with accelerating speed. It took two seconds for the spirits to spot Mura’s action, and thus follow after him. It was at a good pace, and the young Midi could see his reflection on the lighthouse’s many mirrors while descending upside down. His hair had grown significantly long, but cutting it off would bring more space behind him, and thus he looked the same from even before the ‘dark age’ began. Thinking of that, he frowned a little and decided to land on one feet on a cabbage shop. Quite strange to have such a production in this city, but nonetheless did it upset the owner. “Hey, you..!” the stranger spoke up in elegy, “Why are you landing your dirty feet right on my dear cabbages!? Get lost!!!” The man could only see thin air as whoever stepped on there seemed to have vanished in the blink of an eye, while Mura was walking into the crowds behind the cabbage owner. Apparently, he’d forgotten the technique…
(OOC: Notice the headband? :3)
“Wait, so you ARE older than me? Or did I hear wrong?”
"Yes, by at least a hundred years more.”
“Did your kind actually exist then..?”
“Have you lost your mind? We aren’t really extinct, if that’s what you think.”
“I’m not pointing towards that, but I’ve never seen a dragon in my entire life… my earlier life, that is.”
“Well, haven’t you missed a lot.”
“Speak about yourself.”
“… Huh?”
“Didn’t you end up in a spirit world where Mura found you as his spirit animal..?”
“Oh… wel, actually, I’m not his real-“
"Yes, by at least a hundred years more.”
“Did your kind actually exist then..?”
“Have you lost your mind? We aren’t really extinct, if that’s what you think.”
“I’m not pointing towards that, but I’ve never seen a dragon in my entire life… my earlier life, that is.”
“Well, haven’t you missed a lot.”
“Speak about yourself.”
“… Huh?”
“Didn’t you end up in a spirit world where Mura found you as his spirit animal..?”
“Oh… wel, actually, I’m not his real-“
“I need a better view,” Mura interrupted with a soft smile, before standing up. The two spirits dashed back a little in surprise, before looking out across the town. “… But it looks fine from here,” Kyuken spoke up. You could at least look across 2/3 of the city from where Mura stood. “Well, I’m actually just curious… if I can still do that,” the shaman explained, before suddenly leaving Kyuken and Zirconis by leaping off the building and soaring downwards with accelerating speed. It took two seconds for the spirits to spot Mura’s action, and thus follow after him. It was at a good pace, and the young Midi could see his reflection on the lighthouse’s many mirrors while descending upside down. His hair had grown significantly long, but cutting it off would bring more space behind him, and thus he looked the same from even before the ‘dark age’ began. Thinking of that, he frowned a little and decided to land on one feet on a cabbage shop. Quite strange to have such a production in this city, but nonetheless did it upset the owner. “Hey, you..!” the stranger spoke up in elegy, “Why are you landing your dirty feet right on my dear cabbages!? Get lost!!!” The man could only see thin air as whoever stepped on there seemed to have vanished in the blink of an eye, while Mura was walking into the crowds behind the cabbage owner. Apparently, he’d forgotten the technique…
(OOC: Notice the headband? :3)