Yazuki stood as the storm raged, the rain pelting down on the now soft ground. He began to ponder what this scar across his face would do to his reputation and his ability to be him. He had bitten off more than he could chew while he was with Nightken and learned the full extent of what he could and couldn't do, and it angered him. He needed to become stronger. A lot about him had changed since then. A biological mage changed his hair color permanently for him to a red hue, lengthened it so now it was long and put into two ponytails side by side atop his head, his bangs still hanging down to give him a familiar look to those who knew him. The scar ran underneath his eyes, across the bridge on his nose, the scar that the Dharma couldn't heal, and even the healer he found couldn't do a thing to. He wore his robes that Nightken had given him as a gift, His Dharma across his back. He was ready for anything if it came to it. He looked up at the storm. It calmed him to be here right now, and if need be he had a small cave nearby for the night he could crash in. Storms were something he had grown accustomed to training in, but for the moment, he just wanted to relax and release the tension. Hardly anyone ever came to this canyon, so he felt that he would be a lone here, and could just collect his thoughts. Should he change who he was or should he continue to be the bubbly, flirty person he normally was?
He wasn't quite sure at the moment. He had only ever wanted to find someone, and flirting had never achieved that. Maybe he would just give up and work on becoming stronger. Maybe his approach changing would help him find someone eventually. He started to realize that he really had a problem with being a true romantic. Maybe he should be more serious and worry about himself for a while. He slowly started to trudge towards where lightning had struck. Rain dripped from him as he continued onward.
He wasn't quite sure at the moment. He had only ever wanted to find someone, and flirting had never achieved that. Maybe he would just give up and work on becoming stronger. Maybe his approach changing would help him find someone eventually. He started to realize that he really had a problem with being a true romantic. Maybe he should be more serious and worry about himself for a while. He slowly started to trudge towards where lightning had struck. Rain dripped from him as he continued onward.