The Beach Heiji wasn't particularly interested in sand castles, but he did seem interested in the beach. He sat back on a brightly-colored towel, clad in a pair of dark blue swim trunks that were riding just a tad low on his waist. There was a mystery novel open next to him and he was watching casually as the swimmers came out of the water.
"White high cut bikini," he said just as a girl with a short blonde ponytail emerged and dripped her way back onto the sand. And for a brunette with a pageboy haircut: "Blue one piece!"
As a fox Alternatively, a little black fox with a white-tipped tail could be found on the beach, nosing a beach ball around or possibly darting across an unwary beachgoer's towel to grab a chicken leg in its slender snaptrap before making a quick escape. Or it walked along the shore, leaving the waves to wash away the little pawprints it left in its wake.
Winnowing The bonfire roared, the witches chanted. Heiji thought for a moment, staring hard at the piece of paper as if it might provide answers for him. Unlike most, he didn't have a laundry list of self-improvement projects for himself. He thoroughly enjoyed being in his own skin -- feeling the wind on his face and the sun on his fur. And he'd never wished to trade his life for anyone else's.
But after some thought, he did write a single word:
怨
Silently, he cast the paper into the fire.
Blessings Wishes made on behalf of friends, however, were considerably easier to think up. Heiji wrote in tiny letters, trying to squeeze the maximum number of wishes possible onto the slip of paper in true frugal, Osakan fashion. The slip said the following:
Apollo: Health and equanimity Sasuke: Make some friends Clara and Magra: Stay safe Derek: Find your home Nancy: Freedom Stiles: Your own path Maera: Swift journeys Clive: Care for yourself, not just work! Aradia and Willard: Companionship
The last name he wrote was 'Light', the only name for which he paused before writing something down next to it. Finally, and with some care, he wrote 'happiness', thus completing the set. He felt slightly lighter as he did so -- though that was probably just his imagination talking.
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Heiji wasn't particularly interested in sand castles, but he did seem interested in the beach. He sat back on a brightly-colored towel, clad in a pair of dark blue swim trunks that were riding just a tad low on his waist. There was a mystery novel open next to him and he was watching casually as the swimmers came out of the water.
"White high cut bikini," he said just as a girl with a short blonde ponytail emerged and dripped her way back onto the sand. And for a brunette with a pageboy haircut: "Blue one piece!"
...He was right.
[Have some beach fanart?]
As a fox
Alternatively, a little black fox with a white-tipped tail could be found on the beach, nosing a beach ball around or possibly darting across an unwary beachgoer's towel to grab a chicken leg in its slender snaptrap before making a quick escape. Or it walked along the shore, leaving the waves to wash away the little pawprints it left in its wake.
Winnowing
The bonfire roared, the witches chanted. Heiji thought for a moment, staring hard at the piece of paper as if it might provide answers for him. Unlike most, he didn't have a laundry list of self-improvement projects for himself. He thoroughly enjoyed being in his own skin -- feeling the wind on his face and the sun on his fur. And he'd never wished to trade his life for anyone else's.
But after some thought, he did write a single word:
怨
Silently, he cast the paper into the fire.
Blessings
Wishes made on behalf of friends, however, were considerably easier to think up. Heiji wrote in tiny letters, trying to squeeze the maximum number of wishes possible onto the slip of paper in true frugal, Osakan fashion. The slip said the following:
Apollo: Health and equanimity
Sasuke: Make some friends
Clara and Magra: Stay safe
Derek: Find your home
Nancy: Freedom
Stiles: Your own path
Maera: Swift journeys
Clive: Care for yourself, not just work!
Aradia and Willard: Companionship
The last name he wrote was 'Light', the only name for which he paused before writing something down next to it. Finally, and with some care, he wrote 'happiness', thus completing the set. He felt slightly lighter as he did so -- though that was probably just his imagination talking.