[ the next day took forever to turn. maybe it was because it took forever for shoyo to fall asleep, but he was up early (later than his usual 6AM early, but before 9AM) and going about his ryslig adopted morning routine before all clocks hit noon— finally, it was time! lunch!! sometimes, shoyo is seen before he’s heard, but this time . . .
his senses are a touch sharper, and he’s had and entire month to adjust. he could see the nymph far off (green, that’s what he sees first, then features—), and instead of yelling (which he would’ve, had his ears not fallen so sensitive to sound) he waves his arms and jumps up and down, which looks more like excited legs-in-the-air (we are talking full air borne splits) as the teen makes his way over in half-sprint, skips and hops. ]
Rindo Rindo Rindo—!
[ to wrap his arms around rindo’s head in a hug that smothers his face, probably. ]
Rindo!
[ of course he was still excited with the fact that rindo was still alive; the details would have to wait. ]
ACTION (silly me)
his senses are a touch sharper, and he’s had and entire month to adjust. he could see the nymph far off (green, that’s what he sees first, then features—), and instead of yelling (which he would’ve, had his ears not fallen so sensitive to sound) he waves his arms and jumps up and down, which looks more like excited legs-in-the-air (we are talking full air borne splits) as the teen makes his way over in half-sprint, skips and hops. ]
Rindo Rindo Rindo—!
[ to wrap his arms around rindo’s head in a hug that smothers his face, probably. ]
Rindo!
[ of course he was still excited with the fact that rindo was still alive; the details would have to wait. ]