Post by Kyousuke on Jun 24, 2007 5:38:14 GMT 1
OOC: Open to anyone. Feel free to do what you want with Kent and the unnamed NPC's. I'd like to have someone fairly active show up, but I understand allot of people are busy now that school is out. Free free to join.
Kyousuke awoke early, would always wake up early. While most boxers would then suit up in sweats and head out to run, but he didn't have the time. His training involved more practical. Well, okay, it wasn't. He had to make obento (boxed lunch) for his cousin as well as himself before she woke up because he would come home late and help her with her homework, reversing what a normal boxer would do by running in the morning, with running during the evening.
Standing in front of a skillet, wearing a black long sleeved shirt, dark canvas pants, a apron around his waist and over his chest. Cooking was something he would do regularly once a day, every morning. His grandfather would cook dinner, and he would cook breakfast and lunch. Light footsteps came to his ears, down from the second floor of the house. "Yumiko. Your breakfast is on the table. Eat it before it gets cold." He said over his shoulder, no need to yell, the only sound in the house was the sizzle of the skillet.
The small footsteps turned the corner, pushed open the swinging door, and stopped at the table. She pulled the chair back and pulled herself into the seat sleepily. Kyousuke returned to the skillet, pulling both of the plates he had prepared to hold the food before he would set it up. "Did Oujiisan leave already?" Yumiko had a simple answer, simply a nod of his head, and he brought a wooden box out from the sink, and then a second. He had only just finished cleaning them while the food cooked. "Don't take long, I'll be late if you don't hurry." He warned lightly. "Hai~"
After the lunches were made, set up in their boxes wrapped up in two bandannas, the both of them dressed up and got ready for school. Yukimo wore a skirt and long sleeved shirt, and Kyousuke work his nearly traditionally pullover, collared shirt, and pants. The walk itself was normally pretty quick, her school was quite a bit closer than Hircine. Once she was inside her school he headed out to his own school, wondering if he'd be late for home room. Making sure he wasn't late he fell into a light jog, only stopping when he approached the school grounds.
"Come on now, we're friends ain't we?" The first voice came, followed quickly by the second. "We just want to borrow a few bucks, you know, fifty or sixty for a a decent lunch." The first came again, seemingly a bit more sarcastic than his first comment. "We'll even leave you scraps." Came the sarcastic voice as he turned the corner, his speed dropped to a comfortable fast walk, and his hands hiding in the pockets of his pullover. He didn't recognize the first voice, and had planned to just walk through whatever it was that was going on to change their direction, but instead he ended up seeing, and then hearing, a male student he had met on occasion thanks to the fact they shared a homeroom.
"C-come on.. No one has that kind of pocket money.. for lunch.." The male said, obviously outside of his cell of comfort. Couldn't really blame him, but still, this change of events seemed tiresome to Kyousuke. but he wouldn't step in the way most would. Making himself out to be some kind of hero by interfering with a show of force, or just placing themselves in front of someone they knew. Kyousuke stepped up behind the singled out boy, a faint, almost goofy smile showing. "Kent-san, right?"
Kyousuke waved a bit with his right hand, freeing it purposefully in case he attracted too much attention, but showed it off as a wave to keep a moee innocent appearance.. "You're going to be late." He looked over his shoulder, the smile growing a bit more. "You two as well." While remaining with the same offset smile he watched the other two's brief bewilderment, wondering just how clueless he was probably, as Kent turned and looked at him nervously. "O-oh? I must have lost track of time.. Let's go."
Kyousuke awoke early, would always wake up early. While most boxers would then suit up in sweats and head out to run, but he didn't have the time. His training involved more practical. Well, okay, it wasn't. He had to make obento (boxed lunch) for his cousin as well as himself before she woke up because he would come home late and help her with her homework, reversing what a normal boxer would do by running in the morning, with running during the evening.
Standing in front of a skillet, wearing a black long sleeved shirt, dark canvas pants, a apron around his waist and over his chest. Cooking was something he would do regularly once a day, every morning. His grandfather would cook dinner, and he would cook breakfast and lunch. Light footsteps came to his ears, down from the second floor of the house. "Yumiko. Your breakfast is on the table. Eat it before it gets cold." He said over his shoulder, no need to yell, the only sound in the house was the sizzle of the skillet.
The small footsteps turned the corner, pushed open the swinging door, and stopped at the table. She pulled the chair back and pulled herself into the seat sleepily. Kyousuke returned to the skillet, pulling both of the plates he had prepared to hold the food before he would set it up. "Did Oujiisan leave already?" Yumiko had a simple answer, simply a nod of his head, and he brought a wooden box out from the sink, and then a second. He had only just finished cleaning them while the food cooked. "Don't take long, I'll be late if you don't hurry." He warned lightly. "Hai~"
After the lunches were made, set up in their boxes wrapped up in two bandannas, the both of them dressed up and got ready for school. Yukimo wore a skirt and long sleeved shirt, and Kyousuke work his nearly traditionally pullover, collared shirt, and pants. The walk itself was normally pretty quick, her school was quite a bit closer than Hircine. Once she was inside her school he headed out to his own school, wondering if he'd be late for home room. Making sure he wasn't late he fell into a light jog, only stopping when he approached the school grounds.
"Come on now, we're friends ain't we?" The first voice came, followed quickly by the second. "We just want to borrow a few bucks, you know, fifty or sixty for a a decent lunch." The first came again, seemingly a bit more sarcastic than his first comment. "We'll even leave you scraps." Came the sarcastic voice as he turned the corner, his speed dropped to a comfortable fast walk, and his hands hiding in the pockets of his pullover. He didn't recognize the first voice, and had planned to just walk through whatever it was that was going on to change their direction, but instead he ended up seeing, and then hearing, a male student he had met on occasion thanks to the fact they shared a homeroom.
"C-come on.. No one has that kind of pocket money.. for lunch.." The male said, obviously outside of his cell of comfort. Couldn't really blame him, but still, this change of events seemed tiresome to Kyousuke. but he wouldn't step in the way most would. Making himself out to be some kind of hero by interfering with a show of force, or just placing themselves in front of someone they knew. Kyousuke stepped up behind the singled out boy, a faint, almost goofy smile showing. "Kent-san, right?"
Kyousuke waved a bit with his right hand, freeing it purposefully in case he attracted too much attention, but showed it off as a wave to keep a moee innocent appearance.. "You're going to be late." He looked over his shoulder, the smile growing a bit more. "You two as well." While remaining with the same offset smile he watched the other two's brief bewilderment, wondering just how clueless he was probably, as Kent turned and looked at him nervously. "O-oh? I must have lost track of time.. Let's go."
