[Horses are far from his favorite mode of transportation - gaining what was effectively flight made them pretty much useless in his eyes, and hardly worth the trouble. Still, the counselors say they must, so off he goes, even if it's with a rather incredulous look at the state of the "horses."
He climbs atop it with some skill, at least. This isn't exactly his first rodeo. Once he's settled, he even leans forward a bit, brushing a hand against the creature's wooden neck.]
Just what are you...?
[His voice is quiet and contemplative.]
4.
[The scene of the murder was, shockingly, unpleasant. The sight, the smell, the blood - even Mitsuru can't hide his surprise at first, dark eyes going wide.
But only just. Soon after, he can be found sketching out the corpse, although his nose wrinkles as he does so. Considering his aptitude for art, it's not half bad.
Upon completion, he picks it up and holds it out with both arms, making sure that everything lines up more or less - though if he notices someone watching, he'll turn to them with a frown.]
Did you want something?
[Sharply, all but saying, "if not, leave me alone."]
Mitsuru Ashikawa | Brave Story
[Horses are far from his favorite mode of transportation - gaining what was effectively flight made them pretty much useless in his eyes, and hardly worth the trouble. Still, the counselors say they must, so off he goes, even if it's with a rather incredulous look at the state of the "horses."
He climbs atop it with some skill, at least. This isn't exactly his first rodeo. Once he's settled, he even leans forward a bit, brushing a hand against the creature's wooden neck.]
Just what are you...?
[His voice is quiet and contemplative.]
4.
[The scene of the murder was, shockingly, unpleasant. The sight, the smell, the blood - even Mitsuru can't hide his surprise at first, dark eyes going wide.
But only just. Soon after, he can be found sketching out the corpse, although his nose wrinkles as he does so. Considering his aptitude for art, it's not half bad.
Upon completion, he picks it up and holds it out with both arms, making sure that everything lines up more or less - though if he notices someone watching, he'll turn to them with a frown.]
Did you want something?
[Sharply, all but saying, "if not, leave me alone."]