[Since he has nothing else to do, he heads over early so that he can get a better sense of what the apartment complex feels like. The vibes aren't as terrible as they could be, and he quite likes the courtyard... even when he sees them.
Beautiful lilies that bloom only in the night, with delicate white and blue petals, though they're all closed up right now. They're undeniably familiar, enough to make him stop in his tracks and gaze at them for a long, long time. In fact, he doesn't even notice when the time of their meeting happens, and Jusis approaches... He's just staring at the bed of glaze lilies in deep contemplation.
A girl with an infectious but rare smile, billowing dusty sleeves, a brilliant mind. Small hands pressing a stone puzzle into his own. A field of the blue and white flowers, endless like the horizon, dwindling to nothing almost overnight.
He kneels beside the flower bed and presses his gloved fingertips to the soil to examine it. Normally this is something done with bare hands, but he doesn't need to-- he's cheating a little, and using his own magic.]
Someone has been watering you faithfully all this time... but who will sing to you now that she is gone?
[Jusis is free to assume he's completely fucking lost it.]
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[Since he has nothing else to do, he heads over early so that he can get a better sense of what the apartment complex feels like. The vibes aren't as terrible as they could be, and he quite likes the courtyard... even when he sees them.
Beautiful lilies that bloom only in the night, with delicate white and blue petals, though they're all closed up right now. They're undeniably familiar, enough to make him stop in his tracks and gaze at them for a long, long time. In fact, he doesn't even notice when the time of their meeting happens, and Jusis approaches... He's just staring at the bed of glaze lilies in deep contemplation.
A girl with an infectious but rare smile, billowing dusty sleeves, a brilliant mind. Small hands pressing a stone puzzle into his own. A field of the blue and white flowers, endless like the horizon, dwindling to nothing almost overnight.
He kneels beside the flower bed and presses his gloved fingertips to the soil to examine it. Normally this is something done with bare hands, but he doesn't need to-- he's cheating a little, and using his own magic.]
Someone has been watering you faithfully all this time... but who will sing to you now that she is gone?
[Jusis is free to assume he's completely fucking lost it.]