Post by Gadiel Veles on Nov 9, 2013 0:50:17 GMT -5
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Listen Closely to the Words I Say
The human world really was something. Gadiel had been traveling quite a lot, and in his travels he discovered a little thing called jrock music. As he delved deeper into it, fascinated by the people that made up its core, he discovered a certain singer that stuck out to him. After using that... internet thing, he discovered the name of this singer, as well as a little fact that he wasn't even Japanese. Gadiel was thankful for his education during his life, otherwise he wouldn't be able to read all the things about this certain blond singer that fascinated him to no end. He found confusing pictures where he was a girl, or at least looked like one, a really pretty one at that. With some more help from the internet, Gadiel found the country of this man's origin, searching all the way down to his city. There wasn't much more thought about it than that. Gadiel was going to have him.
The same day he found the man's location, he went on his merry way, all the way to Sweden. Oddly enough he was vaguely familiar with the place, only making it easier. This was his kind of country. The weather was nice and cool, but it wasn't stuffy like the city he had been hanging around in while he was in Japan. Sweden was healthy for a reason. Gadiel was wondering why he hadn't started out somewhere up north as opposed to Japan, a place he was utterly clueless about. This place was really just grand. It was so full of blonds too. Gadiel couldn't resist getting out his own blond wig to get a feel for the people. The moment he slipped the luxurious, well made wig on, he instantly felt different, suddenly feeling even better about Sweden. One couldn't enjoy it right if they weren't blond it seemed.
The man Gadiel had come to find really was a looker, but as he walked through the streets, the blood pumping through his veins flowing with energy that made the togabito visible to all, he was getting his own share of looks from people. Honestly he couldn't blame them. He doubted any one of his level of beauty had come anywhere close to here since, well since he died. Gadiel was eating up the attention, though as usual, he didn't get to close to any of the people. He had no idea what they could have been carrying. Even in death he worried about being tainted, though he was sure the blood of that singer would cleanse him for a good while. Just the thought sent a chill of excitement down his spine. Gadiel smiled and fixed the black, knit scarf around his neck. His gloved hands then went to the pockets of his black coat, bundling it around him to keep all the warmth that he could in it. Cold weather was really bizarre. He hadn't felt it in a while.
The only upsetting thing about this place was that he hadn' found his beloved singer yet. He was sure he was in the right place. Sure, he had only been looking for a little under and hour, and there were a good number of people in the city, but that didn't mean it should have been this difficult for him. It was almost annoying. Then he remember ed that face, realizing he couldn't stay that annoyed. It would be well worth the wait. In the meantime, Gadiel stopped at a less crowded street that over looked a good portion of the city. It wasn't a bad view at all, not that it would do him much good. Still though, he couldn't not try to enjoy himself. It could just enjoy him to as he stood there like the sexy beast he was. He was pretty sure there was a group of girls following him that were enjoying him just as nature should have been, maybe more, maybe way too much. At least they weren't getting close. Gadiel bit back a scowl as he glanced over his shoulder to check, catching a brief sight of them as he had for the past twenty minutes. Disgusting.
The same day he found the man's location, he went on his merry way, all the way to Sweden. Oddly enough he was vaguely familiar with the place, only making it easier. This was his kind of country. The weather was nice and cool, but it wasn't stuffy like the city he had been hanging around in while he was in Japan. Sweden was healthy for a reason. Gadiel was wondering why he hadn't started out somewhere up north as opposed to Japan, a place he was utterly clueless about. This place was really just grand. It was so full of blonds too. Gadiel couldn't resist getting out his own blond wig to get a feel for the people. The moment he slipped the luxurious, well made wig on, he instantly felt different, suddenly feeling even better about Sweden. One couldn't enjoy it right if they weren't blond it seemed.
The man Gadiel had come to find really was a looker, but as he walked through the streets, the blood pumping through his veins flowing with energy that made the togabito visible to all, he was getting his own share of looks from people. Honestly he couldn't blame them. He doubted any one of his level of beauty had come anywhere close to here since, well since he died. Gadiel was eating up the attention, though as usual, he didn't get to close to any of the people. He had no idea what they could have been carrying. Even in death he worried about being tainted, though he was sure the blood of that singer would cleanse him for a good while. Just the thought sent a chill of excitement down his spine. Gadiel smiled and fixed the black, knit scarf around his neck. His gloved hands then went to the pockets of his black coat, bundling it around him to keep all the warmth that he could in it. Cold weather was really bizarre. He hadn't felt it in a while.
The only upsetting thing about this place was that he hadn' found his beloved singer yet. He was sure he was in the right place. Sure, he had only been looking for a little under and hour, and there were a good number of people in the city, but that didn't mean it should have been this difficult for him. It was almost annoying. Then he remember ed that face, realizing he couldn't stay that annoyed. It would be well worth the wait. In the meantime, Gadiel stopped at a less crowded street that over looked a good portion of the city. It wasn't a bad view at all, not that it would do him much good. Still though, he couldn't not try to enjoy himself. It could just enjoy him to as he stood there like the sexy beast he was. He was pretty sure there was a group of girls following him that were enjoying him just as nature should have been, maybe more, maybe way too much. At least they weren't getting close. Gadiel bit back a scowl as he glanced over his shoulder to check, catching a brief sight of them as he had for the past twenty minutes. Disgusting.
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