Jan 31, 2021 17:56:33 GMT -6
let me change for the better for those i love.
[attr="class","eristalk"]Excitement swallowed the potential for negative emotions as dopamine swelled in Eris' brain during the afternoon of a warm winter's day. Throughout the week, the bakeneko procured an acute curiosity in the realm of gliding across ice on a pair of thin bars. The extensive abilities of hockey players and figure skaters caused the young, dark-haired student's eyes to sparkle in awe. The smooth gliding of capable men and woman across a sheet of ice with incredible dexterity impressed the young bakeneko. The entire week was spent showing off videos to friends depicting the magnificent stunts.
He knew about hockey and figure skating for years. Alas, a forceful endeavour into the cruel learning program by his parents resulted in the bakeneko never thoroughly exploring the topics. However, with time for self-discovery available with the acquirement of his new housing, Eris was brimming with eagerness. Though, the actions which raised his emotions to a complete delirium was an agreement manifested between himself and Shib. The opportunity for an outing at a local outdoor rink that even had skates available for the usage of those lacking.
The bakeneko knew the advanced movements or fast pace of the professional skaters would be beyond him, however, he thought left him bouncing on his feet. Falls would inevitably occur, but his eagerness to feast on a new experience pushed Eris forward. Despite his disdain for winter, the young bakeneko craved new experiences. The recent freedoms from his parents allowed for a proper exploration of everything he missed because of their treatment of him. Thus, after a large lunch, Eris tugged on a pair of ski pants followed by a thick coat and topped off with a toque, mitts and scarf.
A majority of his garbs were black in colour, though his hat, scarf and mitts were a dark purple colour. Wallet and phone in hand, the young bakeneko was prepared to set out for a day of fun amidst the cold expanse of winter. Once fully prepared, Eris hurried towards the door, only ceasing briefly to glance back inside.
"I'm going skating with Shib! I'll be back later!" He called into the house.
Moments later, the bakeneko's fixation returned elsewhere as he closed the door behind him. If they required his attention, they could call out the door. Quickly, Eris bounded down the front walkway and towards the suburbs sidewalk. A portion of their agreement for skating together consisted of meeting at the local bus stop to reach the required location. Sunlight wrapped around Eris as he walked speedily down the sidewalk, his hands automatically retreating to his jacket pockets. Already, fantasies of enjoying his skating ventures with Shib filled his mind.
From the learning to the possibilities of becoming spectacular in the art, it all entered his head. Inside his pockets, his fingers twitched excitedly, his mind racing endlessly as he drew closer to the small box containing a single bench. The smile across his lips felt infinite as he approached. Alas, in his excitement, the bakeneko left plenty early, making his arrival extreme. The bus would not arrive until another 15 minutes, however, the student enthusiasm to learning a new skill fueled only further happiness.
With his early arrival, Eris ducked into the transit waiting booth. There, he stood, bouncing on his feet and amber eyes gazing around as he waited for Shib's arrival.
He knew about hockey and figure skating for years. Alas, a forceful endeavour into the cruel learning program by his parents resulted in the bakeneko never thoroughly exploring the topics. However, with time for self-discovery available with the acquirement of his new housing, Eris was brimming with eagerness. Though, the actions which raised his emotions to a complete delirium was an agreement manifested between himself and Shib. The opportunity for an outing at a local outdoor rink that even had skates available for the usage of those lacking.
The bakeneko knew the advanced movements or fast pace of the professional skaters would be beyond him, however, he thought left him bouncing on his feet. Falls would inevitably occur, but his eagerness to feast on a new experience pushed Eris forward. Despite his disdain for winter, the young bakeneko craved new experiences. The recent freedoms from his parents allowed for a proper exploration of everything he missed because of their treatment of him. Thus, after a large lunch, Eris tugged on a pair of ski pants followed by a thick coat and topped off with a toque, mitts and scarf.
A majority of his garbs were black in colour, though his hat, scarf and mitts were a dark purple colour. Wallet and phone in hand, the young bakeneko was prepared to set out for a day of fun amidst the cold expanse of winter. Once fully prepared, Eris hurried towards the door, only ceasing briefly to glance back inside.
"I'm going skating with Shib! I'll be back later!" He called into the house.
Moments later, the bakeneko's fixation returned elsewhere as he closed the door behind him. If they required his attention, they could call out the door. Quickly, Eris bounded down the front walkway and towards the suburbs sidewalk. A portion of their agreement for skating together consisted of meeting at the local bus stop to reach the required location. Sunlight wrapped around Eris as he walked speedily down the sidewalk, his hands automatically retreating to his jacket pockets. Already, fantasies of enjoying his skating ventures with Shib filled his mind.
From the learning to the possibilities of becoming spectacular in the art, it all entered his head. Inside his pockets, his fingers twitched excitedly, his mind racing endlessly as he drew closer to the small box containing a single bench. The smile across his lips felt infinite as he approached. Alas, in his excitement, the bakeneko left plenty early, making his arrival extreme. The bus would not arrive until another 15 minutes, however, the student enthusiasm to learning a new skill fueled only further happiness.
With his early arrival, Eris ducked into the transit waiting booth. There, he stood, bouncing on his feet and amber eyes gazing around as he waited for Shib's arrival.
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