#firenese-brodian bear grylls ?

[etrefleurbleues]

firenese-brodian bear grylls ?

[etrefleurbleues]

"good morning, yunaka," he speaks, in the darkness. dawn had yet to break, and louis was certainly an early riser. to the more night owlish types dismay, oftentimes was he out like a light earlier than most when duties did not dictate it. "i had thought it would be ideal to get an earlier start on our abrupt hiking trip."

arms jostle the backpack he holds - rather large, decently full of supplies and yet not excessive to the point it hunches him. in all fairness, for a man who lugged around heavy armor for a living, it would take quite a bit to do that.

louis stands before her door. blue lions students, commoners, it was not difficult to get to her. it would be unwise to walk in without invitation.

"i certainly hope you are as . . . ah, zappy today as well," louis hears a small thud, as if someone a door over was throwing something at their own door in annoyance of his wakefulness. his voice grows quieter. "those mountains won't climb themselves."

@zappygolucky

firenese-brodian bear grylls ?

[zappygolucky]

Yunaka starts at the silhouette at her door. Muscles tense and relax imperceptibly as she recognizes her mysterious intruder. Though the messy sheets of her bed may reveal her poor attempts at sleep, she springs spryly from the mattress, landing lightly on her toes.

“Zappy morning to you too, Louis! Right, haha… mountains to climb…” Her door already wide open, she meets his eyes calmly. “Just a moment and I’ll be good to go!”

Shutting the door in his face, she sets about getting ready immediately. One, her familiar tight garb, nothing that could slow her down. Two, shining stars to pepper her hair, detracting from dark circles beneath her eyes, and light scarring around her chest. Three, the safety of arms: a small dagger, inside her sleeve; the flash of steel, vanishing into her cloak; and one last knife, fitting comfortably in a slot on her boot. Satisfied, she turns to the mirror, the lone light source just the small tease of the sun climbing the horizon, leaking tangerine light through her dark curtains. The girl in the mirror frowns, and Yunaka smiles, trying to cheer her up.

As she touches the doorknob, the circumstances of this trip find her thoughts. Right, right, we’re helping everyone out! Newfound energy lights up her hazel eyes. And, as the door creaks ajar, she’s now properly prepared to shine on the new day. Following Louis out of the monastery, morning mist settles onto her shoulders: it’s cold! But Yunaka continues in his wake, unflinching. She picks up a light jog to catch up beside him. 

“Thanks for waking me up, buttercup! So then, where exactly are we off to?”

firenese-brodian bear grylls ?