aburningspirit: (Default)
Simon's back to normal.
aburningspirit: (stfu you punk!)
This detention stuff is bullshit! An' then they want him to rat people out! It ain't fair! A man never gives up his friends for anything and--

DAMNIT!

[practicing his kicks out on the soccer field. don't get in the way of them because they are very fast and they will hurt. he's pissed.]
aburningspirit: (lemme think about that)
Yo, anybody seen Simon around lately?
aburningspirit: (i don't get it at all!)
[Kamina City.  Early morning.  Raccoon birds chirping happily outside of a small house and all is right in the world.

Then an alarm clock inside the house blares loud music at precisely 8:10.

A young woman's voice yells for her housemate to turn off that stupid music, which causes him to shout that she could use more manly music in her life.  Another male voice asks for five more minutes while the two continue to argue.

A day in the life of Supreme Commander Simon, Deputy Commander Kamina, and Yoko Littner has begun.
]

aburningspirit: (my cape is kickass)
[Kamina steps out into the water on one of the far edges of the beach, enjoying the feeling of incoming waves lapping against his legs.  The swimming trunks provided by the wherever he was (he notes to himself that he's got to find a better name, and soon) get more and more wet as he goes farther out into the ocean.  He likes this place even though he's only been here once.  It's open and breezy and free like a good place on the surface should be and it's got all that water.  Water as far as the eye can see.  Way better than those little puddles underground.  He stops once it reaches his waist and stuffs his hands in his pockets.  He's going to see his bro for the first time in weeks--a year, really.  How did he look now?  Was he taller than him?

He removes his hands from the restricted space of his pockets and holds them behind his head.  The only way to find out is to see Simon in person.
]

aburningspirit: (and god is in my head)
[For several minutes, the only sound is a scream.

It is long, drawn out, full of anguish.  His brother in a bond even closer than blood is dead.  Nothing else matters.  Simon is gone for good.  

The scream redoubles ten times over.  

Five minutes of shorter yells and hoarse sobbing later, the microphone clicks off.
]

aburningspirit: (the moon the stars and me)
Yo.  You feelin' any better?
aburningspirit: (cocky)
That Canaletto guy...I hope he get what he deserves!  Goin' around threatening people that can't fight back.  The next time I see that guy, he's getting a punch right in the face from me!  HE BETTER BE READY!

Finally saw Ojii-san today.  It felt weird.  Since I'm dead and all, we just talked about stuff and he left.  Heh, he hasn't changed that much.  Wonder how Yoko and Simon are....?