08-13-2018, 09:14 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; padding: 10px; height: auto; overflow: auto;"][div style="width: 400px; padding: 0px; line-height: 14px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"]a group was the first and also the last thing he had expected. something that always seemed to happen. pack mentality, as bakugou had so elegantly put it, was something that happened quite often in the typhoon. not that it was something that bothered the boy, as he enjoyed the company of others, but it grew predictable and if he had been anyone else, it would have been annoying.
junji, however, was not anyone else. he was himself, and upon the arrival of others, he found himself smiling sweetly to them all, remaining silent as they each greeted in their own ways. to luca, he shrugged once. "stargazing," he said lightly.
lovely ocean eyes then acknowledged vandal and bakugou, lingering on the former a bit longer. "it is peaceful, isn't it? even with the company, i find it pleasant." he murmured. to the latter he said nothing, only offering the younger male a warm, knowing smile. he knew kirishima was behind him, sitting in the bushes, and had figured that the fiery bakugou would not have approached had the other boy not been loitering.
upon setting his gaze on primus, he found his smile to fade for only but a moment. the male was kind in every aspect, but like some others in the crew, junji could not help but feel a twinge of discomfort around him. something in his eyes, the way he spoke so sickeningly sweet, it set of alarm's in the angel's head. despite this, he kept his smile, nodding once to primus. he couldn't find meaning in his words, but they were intriguing. "an interesting sentiment, ser. if i may ask the meaning behind them?" curiosity had always been a weakness of the boy, but in situations like this, with men such as primus before him, he couldn't help himself.
finally was snare, a little minnow he had seen around on occasion. to the pup he kept his smile, widening it a bit with a glitter in his eyes. children always said the strangest things. he knew well of some "weird things" he'd seen before when he was a minnow, but couldn't be sure if snare shared the experiences. a quiet, simple purr rumbled in junji's chest. "indeed it is," the angel cooed in turn to the minnow's statement about the sky. he'd always loved the sky.
junji, however, was not anyone else. he was himself, and upon the arrival of others, he found himself smiling sweetly to them all, remaining silent as they each greeted in their own ways. to luca, he shrugged once. "stargazing," he said lightly.
lovely ocean eyes then acknowledged vandal and bakugou, lingering on the former a bit longer. "it is peaceful, isn't it? even with the company, i find it pleasant." he murmured. to the latter he said nothing, only offering the younger male a warm, knowing smile. he knew kirishima was behind him, sitting in the bushes, and had figured that the fiery bakugou would not have approached had the other boy not been loitering.
upon setting his gaze on primus, he found his smile to fade for only but a moment. the male was kind in every aspect, but like some others in the crew, junji could not help but feel a twinge of discomfort around him. something in his eyes, the way he spoke so sickeningly sweet, it set of alarm's in the angel's head. despite this, he kept his smile, nodding once to primus. he couldn't find meaning in his words, but they were intriguing. "an interesting sentiment, ser. if i may ask the meaning behind them?" curiosity had always been a weakness of the boy, but in situations like this, with men such as primus before him, he couldn't help himself.
finally was snare, a little minnow he had seen around on occasion. to the pup he kept his smile, widening it a bit with a glitter in his eyes. children always said the strangest things. he knew well of some "weird things" he'd seen before when he was a minnow, but couldn't be sure if snare shared the experiences. a quiet, simple purr rumbled in junji's chest. "indeed it is," the angel cooed in turn to the minnow's statement about the sky. he'd always loved the sky.
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