10-22-2018, 02:48 AM
▹▹▹▹//Granted! Clem's aura appears to be split in half, like it's two different ones. One half is a paleblue, sometimes shifting with dots of white and pink like wildflowers. The other half is a steady, albeit soft pink. Also late night post forgive any errors <3
Well, this guy was scary. Maybe that was a bit of an obvious thought, but who could help it? While Clementine had seen - And really just seen, not met- a lot of people in her short lifetime, she couldn't recall any that held a weapon so big and carried around as if it were natural. She wasn't really sure what had drawn her to the man and the crowd that had gathered around him, other than the pure curiousity that had arisen from hearing their voices on her walk. As of late, she was feeling at least somewhat better- or at least good, in comparison to most of her other days, enough to get out and enjoy the air while there was just barey enough warmth left in the air before the true chill of fall and winter began to sink in. Of course, when the colder season did arrive, Clementine was not looking forward to it. The little girl, six months old and looking barely that, had always been sickly, and easy to get sick. Winter colds affected most people, and for one who got a cough just from looking at a drop of rain wrong? Well, she was less than thrilled.
But, none of that particularly mattered in the moment, did it? Instead, the little girl appeared quietly at Agathe's side, somewhat hiding in the shadow of the older woman's cloak as she peered up at the strange man before her. Her bright eyes blinked slowly as a paw briefly lifted to fidgit with the pale blue bow at her ear, adjusting it with no real need to as she found her gaze shying away. Really scary. "...This is the Ascendants," Clementine's answer came softly, her voice breathy with a faint wheeze of her lungs from her trek out here. There was something strange about the man, though she could not place it, something in the way that he seemed to size each of them up. Maybe Clementine was looking too far into it, I mean, what did she really know about anyone or anything? It was just how big the man was... It was intimidating. Though most people she had to look up upon given her size, the large sword did little to make the man's appearance any less imposing. For once, even Clementine could forget about her own appearance or manners as she meekly stood by Agathe's side, no matter the contempt of the woman for children like her.
But, the man, Ichigo, was being friendly, and for the moment it seemed that this really was just a visit. Even more, Oni was freely giving his name, and didn't seem all the distressed by the man's presence. It was this observation that made Clem take a breath in and exhale slowly. "My name is Clementine. It's nice to meet you, Sir. It sounds like your home was really nice... I used to live by the mountains too. Did you... Did you like it?"
Well, this guy was scary. Maybe that was a bit of an obvious thought, but who could help it? While Clementine had seen - And really just seen, not met- a lot of people in her short lifetime, she couldn't recall any that held a weapon so big and carried around as if it were natural. She wasn't really sure what had drawn her to the man and the crowd that had gathered around him, other than the pure curiousity that had arisen from hearing their voices on her walk. As of late, she was feeling at least somewhat better- or at least good, in comparison to most of her other days, enough to get out and enjoy the air while there was just barey enough warmth left in the air before the true chill of fall and winter began to sink in. Of course, when the colder season did arrive, Clementine was not looking forward to it. The little girl, six months old and looking barely that, had always been sickly, and easy to get sick. Winter colds affected most people, and for one who got a cough just from looking at a drop of rain wrong? Well, she was less than thrilled.
But, none of that particularly mattered in the moment, did it? Instead, the little girl appeared quietly at Agathe's side, somewhat hiding in the shadow of the older woman's cloak as she peered up at the strange man before her. Her bright eyes blinked slowly as a paw briefly lifted to fidgit with the pale blue bow at her ear, adjusting it with no real need to as she found her gaze shying away. Really scary. "...This is the Ascendants," Clementine's answer came softly, her voice breathy with a faint wheeze of her lungs from her trek out here. There was something strange about the man, though she could not place it, something in the way that he seemed to size each of them up. Maybe Clementine was looking too far into it, I mean, what did she really know about anyone or anything? It was just how big the man was... It was intimidating. Though most people she had to look up upon given her size, the large sword did little to make the man's appearance any less imposing. For once, even Clementine could forget about her own appearance or manners as she meekly stood by Agathe's side, no matter the contempt of the woman for children like her.
But, the man, Ichigo, was being friendly, and for the moment it seemed that this really was just a visit. Even more, Oni was freely giving his name, and didn't seem all the distressed by the man's presence. It was this observation that made Clem take a breath in and exhale slowly. "My name is Clementine. It's nice to meet you, Sir. It sounds like your home was really nice... I used to live by the mountains too. Did you... Did you like it?"