1 Men of Strawberries [Private] Sun Feb 26, 2017 1:23 am
Arthir
D-rank
The pacing in this is going to be ridiculous, lawl.
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Arthir, in for the night, walked over to his bed. He started to take off his white suit, and then the dark gray shirt beneath. But before that, he'd have to undo his red tie. With the upper part of his body was now bare, he tossed the clothes onto the floor, feeling the cool air run across him. He let his red hair down from a pony tail, it draping down the middle of his back. The next thing to come off of him was his dark shoes. Here removed them with ease, followed by the silky black socks. He didn't bother with the white pants, just laying on his bed, back to the mattress as he looked to the ceiling.
"Long day," Arthir said, his hand sweeping his hair back from in front of his face. With that done, he raised the same hand, palm facing the ceiling. "From Konoha to Kumogakure. Then, from here to the hospital. And finally, the casino." Arthir lowered his hand to his face, taking a deep breath. "All in a day," he said while sighing, "all in a day."
The constant ticking in his room, coming from his clock, filled the room. He felt the room spinning, most likely from exhaustion. The ticking began to echo, but he was too tired to notice or care. It echoed to the point where it just became a constant hum... And then that hum turned into buzzing. Buzzing? Actually, it was getting kinda warm. Kinda hot. Really hot! Arthir sat up suddenly, eyes open.
"What the hell-...?" he stopped, shocked as to where he was. He stood up slowly, cautious as if he thought he was in a trap. A trap... "Genjutsu?" Arthir asked to no one specifically. He turned around fully twice. It was true... He was in Konoha somehow.
"Not quite," spoke a male voice from some outside shop.
Arthir jumped, gasping and looking in the direction. Seated there alone on a stool was a man in a brown jacket and red shirt. He was eating some strawberry ice cream from a fancy looking bowl.
"It's kind of like a genjutsu. I mean, you know, if you wanna go there." The man turned, staring with his blue eyes at Arthir. "I like to call it uh... Dream release."
Arthir stared. "Dream...release?"
"Uh-huh." The man pointed at a stool next to him. "You like ice cream?" He waited for a response before speaking again. "I'll treat ya." With that said, he turned back to his ice cream.
Arthir checked around himself, and then looks back at the man. "S-sure," he responded with a nod, walking over.
"Oh. And put a shirt on, will you?" The man requested, biting into a random strawberry. Where did he get that? "It's indecent," he finished.
"A shirt? Well-..." Arthir looked down with wide eyes. He wasn't shirtless anymore! His white pants were now black jeans, and his top was his usual red sweater. "What...the hell?" Arthir shook his head, staring at his sleves in disbelief. "This-... This isn't happening. This can't be happening-"
"You idiot," the man said, "of course not." He turned back to him with a smile. "Dream release."
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