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When you’re happy all is coloured with bright and joyous things…
Michio
Michio had been heading towards the forest, whistling lightly to himself as he searched for someone, anyone to talk to. He was bored and according to the sound waves he was lonely as well. You could lie to everyone, except to him, and your sound waves didn’t lie. Not when he could see the emotion so easily painted before him. At times he wondered how he could recognize so many different shades and colors but he always managed to understand how someone was feeling. To his surprise he noticed a young girl standing along his path, she looked towards the ground and then a moment later she was looking up, a sweet innocent smile on her face as she shouted out something. He couldn’t hear what she said but he saw the sound waves. Hmm, burgundy, yellow, dark green, and orange. Wow, she’s got quite the amount of emotions going. Let’s see these colors mean, determined, happy, recovering, and challenge. He thought to himself as he watched the colors flow towards him, but the sound itself would not reach his ears. He grinned in spite of himself, his hood still concealed his face but it was obvious taller and stronger, then again as far as he could tell he was older then the young female that was only a little away from him. Deciding that there was no danger he pulled back his hood and stretched. The night would be long, though it was almost always night on fait’s island. His hair was as dark as the midnight sky above and his eyes seemed to shine with a sense of joy and hope. Someone to talk to, perhaps now his pale blue would turn to something else. His clothing clung rather closely to his figure allowing the fact that he was strong to be seen. With a bit of hope he jogged towards the female and stuck out his hand automatically. “I’m Michio, sorry if I seem rather random but it’s….hmm interesting yellow, tangerine, forest green and turquoise…” Michio had begun to say before he trailed off to look at the colors of his sound waves. He shook his head and looked back towards the girl.
“Well I haven’t been up here in a while so I wanted to know if anything had changed?” He wasn’t lying, Michio hadn’t been up on Fait’s island for at least half a year and so he wanted to know if anything had changed. However if the girl didn’t know, she didn’t know. He wasn’t entirely interested in the answer, he was just glad to have someone to talk to. His expression was rather emotionless however he was happy and in his voice that was easily seen. He suspected that because he could always tell peoples, emotions without looking at expression it was why he was expressionless. He barely ever showed any and it always seemed weird when he did. But his voice is where you could tell how he was feeling though usual it was full of energy. But none the less he was a little curious about his own emotions at the moment. While he waited for an answer from the female he searched the back of his mind for the emotion that matched the colors. Finally it came to him. He was still happy, adventurous, enjoying himself and feeling brave. Odd yet it seemed about right, if he thought about it. He was happy as he often was, he wanted to explore for changes, he was enjoying talking to someone and he felt ready for anything that might happen on Fait Island. After all he wasn’t entirely sure all faits where innocent as the female before him was. Besides he didn’t see any colors that represented she would harm him. Or any in his voice either. And now that he had a chance he took in the female’s appearance. Hair a slightly tussled brown with a small cap upon her head. Her eyes a brilliant green such as his were but none the less, green. He cocked his head ever so slightly to the side as he awaited an answer. He was actually quite patient despite the fact that he was always energetic (once again despite the fact that he looks uninterested in anything) and ready to go. So this wasn’t the first time he would and could wait. He was just slightly excited, but he hadn’t seen the color for that, so perhaps it wasn’t excitement but happiness. Mentally he shrugged.
However nothing lasts forever and soon despair will kick in, but don’t fret those happy days will come again…
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