Sinner amongst Saints
Dec 30, 2023 23:09:06 GMT
Post by Ashken on Dec 30, 2023 23:09:06 GMT
Rion || Toya & Tenko Yamada
OOC: This thread still takes place end of December
The noon sun shone brightly, suspended on the cloudless sky, it's gaze ever watching. Quietly, knowingly, judging all, the good, the bad and the indifferent.
Down below the firmament, people moved too and frow preparing for the new year's. A fair crowd had formed as local members of the shrine network and representatives of the many shrines congregated to prepare for the new year.
The Meji shrine itself was preparing to the increased influx of people for the new year's. From those seeking for talismans and other blessings, to those making their resolutions.
Many priests and priestesses where also congregating to get supplies for their own shrines so that those of who could not travel to the Meji shrine could visit their regional shrines and receive assistance and guidance. Although busy it was tranquil.
As Rion walked up the stairs his footsteps felt oddly loud, although there seem to be a buzz of movement, most moved quietly, small pockets of conversations could be heard, but even those seem to barely pierce through the serenity. He reached a giant Torii gate and stopped. He was somewhat nervous, the last few weeks had been difficult, and what at the time felt like a genius idea of running away from his problems had only exacerbated them. Now he was in a land far from his own, sticking out like a sore thumb, struggling to find normalcy. He let out a nervous laugh, "Sure... Things will get better..." he doubted it but he needed to cling to some sort of hope.
While a fair few where dressed in subdued styles or shrine appropriate uniforms, Rain looked like he was trying too hard to be punk, belts and chains and dark colors contrasted by the vivid red of his hair and his red lens sunglasses. Although anyone eagled eye could tell that a fair few of the pale boys trinkets where more than just decoration. The charm hanging from his choker, and the onamori and magatama buried amongst his bracelets had been empowered, and practically hummed to anyone with the sensitivity to such items.
"Just meet a priest or maiden, have them help and get out" he told himself trying to build up some of his bravado. Although there was no noise in particular to pierce through the quiet serenity, there was a weight to the air. Turning around, Rion made eye contact with the strangest of sights.
Slowly walking up the stairs was a Teen no older than himself, he was using crutches to go up the stairs, a large canvas duffle bag almost as large as the teen was hung on his back, he wore a uniform that in Rion's' mind was what would happen if someone had militarized a priest uniform.
As he got closer to the gate, Rion realized that almost every part of the teen that was not covered by his uniform seemingly had some sort of medical dressing, his leg was in a cast and a large bandage covered one of his eyes and a fair bit of his face, yet none of this seem to detter him.
Rion snapped out of it and walked quickly to the teen "Can I help?" he said in his broken Japanese.
"Sure why not" the other teen said as he carefully took off his bag, trying to maintain his balance as he did so. Rion took the bag which was surprisingly heavy. "Were you heading?" he asked trying to distract himself from the heavy weight. "The main building"
OOC: This thread still takes place end of December
The noon sun shone brightly, suspended on the cloudless sky, it's gaze ever watching. Quietly, knowingly, judging all, the good, the bad and the indifferent.
Down below the firmament, people moved too and frow preparing for the new year's. A fair crowd had formed as local members of the shrine network and representatives of the many shrines congregated to prepare for the new year.
The Meji shrine itself was preparing to the increased influx of people for the new year's. From those seeking for talismans and other blessings, to those making their resolutions.
Many priests and priestesses where also congregating to get supplies for their own shrines so that those of who could not travel to the Meji shrine could visit their regional shrines and receive assistance and guidance. Although busy it was tranquil.
As Rion walked up the stairs his footsteps felt oddly loud, although there seem to be a buzz of movement, most moved quietly, small pockets of conversations could be heard, but even those seem to barely pierce through the serenity. He reached a giant Torii gate and stopped. He was somewhat nervous, the last few weeks had been difficult, and what at the time felt like a genius idea of running away from his problems had only exacerbated them. Now he was in a land far from his own, sticking out like a sore thumb, struggling to find normalcy. He let out a nervous laugh, "Sure... Things will get better..." he doubted it but he needed to cling to some sort of hope.
While a fair few where dressed in subdued styles or shrine appropriate uniforms, Rain looked like he was trying too hard to be punk, belts and chains and dark colors contrasted by the vivid red of his hair and his red lens sunglasses. Although anyone eagled eye could tell that a fair few of the pale boys trinkets where more than just decoration. The charm hanging from his choker, and the onamori and magatama buried amongst his bracelets had been empowered, and practically hummed to anyone with the sensitivity to such items.
"Just meet a priest or maiden, have them help and get out" he told himself trying to build up some of his bravado. Although there was no noise in particular to pierce through the quiet serenity, there was a weight to the air. Turning around, Rion made eye contact with the strangest of sights.
Slowly walking up the stairs was a Teen no older than himself, he was using crutches to go up the stairs, a large canvas duffle bag almost as large as the teen was hung on his back, he wore a uniform that in Rion's' mind was what would happen if someone had militarized a priest uniform.
As he got closer to the gate, Rion realized that almost every part of the teen that was not covered by his uniform seemingly had some sort of medical dressing, his leg was in a cast and a large bandage covered one of his eyes and a fair bit of his face, yet none of this seem to detter him.
Rion snapped out of it and walked quickly to the teen "Can I help?" he said in his broken Japanese.
"Sure why not" the other teen said as he carefully took off his bag, trying to maintain his balance as he did so. Rion took the bag which was surprisingly heavy. "Were you heading?" he asked trying to distract himself from the heavy weight. "The main building"
