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nature. being born in nature's cove only granted him more appreciation for the lack of cities, buildings, man-made structures that hoarded areas-- not to say there was no civilization on his own town; there were, but he never had these many advancements that deemed to be futuristic in his environment. his old place were surrounded by several thousand year old rings of bark that chanted their wisdom during dusk, animals that hoarded in groups that sauntered past the trees with their languages, and wow-- can't forget the love making between the ocean's breath and the forests whispers.
but çaedius no longer existed and he will continue to act that it was an everlasting myth amongst the people. namjoon has always been from here and will be known as a man who grew his roots here... despite having a mysterious ç slashed in lime green both on his wrists, but luckily, nobody bothered to ask.
"I'm heading out to the lakehouse for training. If you need anything, I'm a phone call away!" he hollered out, a hand hooking into his pocket with his other hand hooking his watermelon er at the corner of his lips. the sun flared moderately, but enough to almost trigger the recharge the evergreen rings around his ebony irises. "a nice day, i must say." he murmured to himself before hooking his bag over his shoulder, striding off into the wings of the woods where the v-shaped flock of birds hung over him. he wore a black crewneck, a pair of black joggers, with an... all black pair of runners. simple.
being late was not namjoon's route to take. he valued time whether it was his or the others. stability could've been his middle name and even if earth was his element, astrology said earth signs like him valued stability and equilibrium. he could never deny the stars as there were individuals who believed in the 'mighty god' himself; namjoon questioned everything, but he knew some did not serve to be answers. he did know for one-- that he was a few minutes earlier than the meet up time him and tiffany assigned; in which, he had no issues with considering tiffany was never late... or at least enough for him to grow aggravated. alike water and earth, tiffany and namjoon were a complementary pair.
"hey," was all he heard before he hooked himself off the slightly chipped porch, dusting off his knees as his bag hung on the head of stand. the indents in his cheeks showed presence as he carved out a genuine smile, holding up a hand to offer a wave before quietly laughing, "hey, tiff-- and yep. i'd say... 7 minutes instead of 10 today. not so shabby, eh?" he dusted off his hands, prying his jaw off to the side as he held a hand above his eyes to guard from the sun, "should we do our usual as practice? baseball as water and i'll be the bat? instead we'll use the range of the lake?"
but çaedius no longer existed and he will continue to act that it was an everlasting myth amongst the people. namjoon has always been from here and will be known as a man who grew his roots here... despite having a mysterious ç slashed in lime green both on his wrists, but luckily, nobody bothered to ask.
"I'm heading out to the lakehouse for training. If you need anything, I'm a phone call away!" he hollered out, a hand hooking into his pocket with his other hand hooking his watermelon er at the corner of his lips. the sun flared moderately, but enough to almost trigger the recharge the evergreen rings around his ebony irises. "a nice day, i must say." he murmured to himself before hooking his bag over his shoulder, striding off into the wings of the woods where the v-shaped flock of birds hung over him. he wore a black crewneck, a pair of black joggers, with an... all black pair of runners. simple.
being late was not namjoon's route to take. he valued time whether it was his or the others. stability could've been his middle name and even if earth was his element, astrology said earth signs like him valued stability and equilibrium. he could never deny the stars as there were individuals who believed in the 'mighty god' himself; namjoon questioned everything, but he knew some did not serve to be answers. he did know for one-- that he was a few minutes earlier than the meet up time him and tiffany assigned; in which, he had no issues with considering tiffany was never late... or at least enough for him to grow aggravated. alike water and earth, tiffany and namjoon were a complementary pair.
"hey," was all he heard before he hooked himself off the slightly chipped porch, dusting off his knees as his bag hung on the head of stand. the indents in his cheeks showed presence as he carved out a genuine smile, holding up a hand to offer a wave before quietly laughing, "hey, tiff-- and yep. i'd say... 7 minutes instead of 10 today. not so shabby, eh?" he dusted off his hands, prying his jaw off to the side as he held a hand above his eyes to guard from the sun, "should we do our usual as practice? baseball as water and i'll be the bat? instead we'll use the range of the lake?"