x → α к ι я α . ч υ є . . .
this layout is by xwao, fwee, so not stealingz ! D:<
layout by xwao ↘ x x x ↘
Darkened hues flickered around the location he had graced himself into. A figure stood patiently, gripped on the edge, watching the underground subway train pull into the station and then resume running away. Eyes followed the ends of the transportation, watching as it slowly faded into a dot, then disappear. The figure`s gaze held upon the boring sight ; it lingered for a few moments before being torn away. The attention that belonged to the breathing being switched and flashed between the humans that walked by. If one were to pass by with a high emitted energy, the said person`s attention would be enveloped after the one that strolled by. Though, nonetheless, the glimpse was no longer than a couple of seconds. In the area where this figure stood, one can only assume to draw out energy from passengers ; some were not human. The pressure of such energy given off was a signal light that struck the figure observing the pass - byers. The majority perked interest, but, not enough interest for the person to simply stop, gawk a head in the direction, and speak.
By time of his stroll towards the hidden slave shop, Akira Yue had counted, by far, three of the residence that emitted flames of energy. Though, nevertheless, they did not draw him in as much as a certain place he had ' stumbled ' across on. From the outside of what seemed like an office, lightnings of energy struck the said man. Never before had he crossed paths with such a particular place ; there was a few times in past when he did-- but all was emitted from one in which he would call his ' guardian '. Now that his fellow protector was out of the scene, energy levels never rose much. Until now. His gaze ran up and down the certain place once more, checking to see if there was such things as traps being laid upon the entrance. From careful viewing, it was judged that there was none, whatsoever. This was the destination he had came for ; a slave shop. In description, the shop was designed to look as an office at first glance-- that was exactly how it appeared to him.
Without much hesitation, the man reached a hand out and pulled the door belonging to the slave shop entrance open ; a sound of soft bells reached his ears among the opening of the door. The male paid it no attention as he stepped in and was immediately drowned into a new atmosphere. Taking a few paces in the direction of the slaves for sale, a light, entertained, smirk tugged on the corners of the figure`s lips. Halting at his twelveth step, Yue took several glances around at the cages that enveloped a shadowed figure among each one. " Kukuku . . . interesting ~ " This was actually the first time he had ever stepped foot into such shop ; though, it was indeed a pleasant sight. Sliding pale - like hands into belonging pockets of the black dress pants, the blue - haired shopper advanced on. His sights landed on many ones that were trapped inside the cages, looking up at his arrival. In response, he merely tilted his head as an acknowledgment and continued on. From a certain area, his sights spotted what seemed to be a ball of yarn being played. " Oh ? " he drew near the area, examining the cages in the particular area closer. " How . . . wondrous . . . ~ "
