The sun shown down brightly upon the town. It was midmorning, and the streets were filled with people going about their daily business. Some children leaned agains the tall stone buildings that provided some shade in the grueling heat. Many more sat on the edges of the dock in the port, staring down into the depths of the ocean water.
Rose leaned against one of the buildings right at the edge of the port, near the front of a small alley. Giving her a clear outlook of the busy port, Rose eased herself a bit against the cool stones. She would not allow herself to relax too much however. She knew that he was coming.
'We've never done this with so many people around before,' she thought to herself. 'Let's see what you have for me in these conditions.'
Rose heard the slight sounds of movement coming closer. Keeping herself on alert, she eased her hand down to her wakazashi hanging from her belt. Let him make the first move, she would be ready.
"Come out come out Vion..."
(ooc: Didn't feel like doing a genric empty pasture fight this time. ^^ Doubt I'll do well since I haven't done an rp battle in so long, but it give it all you got V!)
"You always knew how to surprise me."
Vion's dark tender voice could be heard shouting as his footsteps could be also noted by the sense of the ears.
The crowd moved infront of him,behind him and all around him.
Some of the townspeople looked at him somewhat funny but Vion could care less.Vion could see Rose upon the building,she could easily see him.Standing as if he were a signal in an ocean of moving people.
His long crimson hair was tied back by some sort of band,which fled all the way down towards his upper back.His Ruby eyes shined with the early sun,only to portray a door inside himself.A group of stacked beads hung down one of his bangs on his left side,placed behind his ear so where it would not disturb him.
His body stood firmly.....
His right arm up resting upon a large case which seemed to be somewhat rooted into the ground,it stood a silver metalic color with a dark red outlining in the case.His left arm down by his side,his arms were actully shakled to each other....From the silver armbands which he had one of each on his wrists connected by a small thick metal chain,giving his arms just a little bit of moving space.
His tight shirt giving him the light feeling of not even having one on,it's red matched even with the trim of his pants,and the bottom trim of his white leather boots.Each with a single strap upon the ankle as if it was a meaning of style.His white cargo pants were simply as in his style if any other.His right shin held two red leather straps,and just above his left knee his thigh was restrained by a dark gray strap.
The back of his torso held a long red strap,it was unbuttoned as if he was ready to placed something there to rest.Yet he held a pure white rose in his left hand,shackled but still in control of his hand's motions.
Vion's head tilted to the side with an unsure expression.He wondered to himself if he cared for any of he safety of the townsfolk.For now he was just here to do what he came here to do.
A few more people passed through his eye sight as if they were meaningfully trying to block the view of Rose and Vion.
"Hmm."
It had been a long time since they have seen each other again,somewhat odd for how close they once were...Vion was unsure to himself before coming but in the end it's hard for him to take anything back.
He began to take his right hand off the large case.
Lifting his left hand placing the white rose into his mouth he would slowly walk towards Rose once again,leaving his large case unattended.
A small smirk could be seen as he knew more townspeople would walk back and forth infront of him.He'd figure he'll use that to his advantage...
"Tssk,this is going to slow.."
Vion muttered to himself.He spread his legs out as if he was placing himself in a stance.His hands crossed in an X like motion,he had his left leg out infront of him with his right leg supporting his backwards weight.
...His eyes grew dim...
Like the mad wind three furious howls could be heard from all directions.
Vion stood in the crowd of people,lifting his right leg backwards and kicking it forwards as if he was aiming with a soccer ball,it seemed as nothing would come from it.
The kick sent a light red wave of energy through the crowd of people pushing them out of the way as if the wind blew them away.Vion had aimmed it for Rose's body.
(OOC: That's what I love to hear.)
