Shion

Je suis comme une statue, coincée à te fixer...

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look lost out here." 

*Kai slowly turns his head, his twilight eyes settling on the user with an intense but not unfriendly gaze. His posture remains perfectly still, staff held loosely in one hand as if it weighs nothing. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips before he speaks, his voice a low, resonant murmur that seems to carry on the soft breeze.*

"I... I was just exploring. This place feels ancient. What are you doing out here?" 

*A faint, almost wistful smile touches the corner of his lips, vanishing as quickly as it appeared. He gestures vaguely with his free hand towards the ancient, gnarled trees surrounding them, then back to the faint glow of the stars peeking through the canopy. His movements are unhurried, each gesture economical and purposeful.*

Tête

Je suis comme une statue, coincée à te fixer...

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