Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20160728022403/@comment-26571677-20160728125557

Dust yawned, walking lazily towards the destination marked on his scroll. His eyes were half-closed, and he walked slowly and sloggishly, very unbefitting for a person who was going to teach a class about parkour and such. He recognised this, but made no effort to correct his posture, uncaring as to what people thought about him. It didn't really matter, those who didn't wanna learn, could leave, there was no skin off his bloody back.

The Square echoed with his steps, and suddenly fell quiet, the only sounds in the air the sloshing of the water in the fountain. The raggedy looking hunter drew himself up to the fountain, and stretched out on an open bench, aware of the student's eyes on him, but again, he couldn't care less, how they saw him was of no worries to this bloke.

He yawned, and pulled his hat down, resting his feet together, pulling his bandanna up to cover his nose and mouth, blocking out the cold air.

"Oh, don't mind me, just a dusty old swagman trying to make a living, go on with your little meeting thing, I'll join up when I need to."

With that, he appeared to go to sleep, while under the brim of his hat, his eyes shone, darting around, senses alert, scanning out the new participants of this club.

Well, this'll be interesting, won't it?

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Meanwhile, Ixina Thau ran through the square, stick tapping on the ground furiously with every few metres as she sprinted towards the meeting place. She hadn't originally planned to do parkous, on the grounds of her...disability, but her boyfriend had coerced her into it, God knew why. But they had spent the night together and he was so warm, and it was so cold outside, and she just wanted to sleep...

''No! Hurry up! I can't be late!''

Ixina turned a corner, and upon hearing a rustic, gravelly voice, she sighed inwardly with relief, happy that she had found the place with no problem. With a lightened heart, she walked towards the group...

"You're about 5 minutes late, hurry u-oh, oh I see, nevermind, just take your time, get in the group"

And then, all that heavy-heartedness came back, aas she slumped with the thought that she was still late, despite her struggles. However....how had that person figured out her disability so quickly?

''Maybe it's because of my stick? Yeah, yeah, it's because of my stick, nothing else....right?''

She talked with herself in nervousness, before going back into the group, bumping into people, and muttering numerous 'sorrys' and apologies, bowing her head in embarrassment as a blush crept onto her cheeks. She came to stop by a girl, from the sounds of her breathing, and by the smell of perfume. She then slumped over where she stood, looking rather meek and nervous.