The rising sun

[Leyton Thomson]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN even though i do bad things Leyton had found himself back in the desert facing the harsh wildlife and even harsher sun that it barred. He had put himself through this torture once already, in meeting Zo though this time his task at hand was far more challenging than the last; his motorbike had finally let up on him, the harsh conditions and wear it had faced finally catching up with it’s owner, so, for now, Leyton was bikeless in the middle of the desert without a way to communicate anyone.   Narrowed eyes peered at the horizon of the Sandy Seas it seemed like the sun would never go down, almost as if this was some sort of punishment for all of his actions in this world. He had no water, no food, and no bike; the situation couldn’t possibly get any worst.   Almost as if the ball of fire had read his mind, the heat began to pick up, rays of light beating onto his vulnerable form. The weather had become so unbearable that the white hair had to wrap his purple jacket around his head to create a makeshift turban in an attempt to shield off the harsh beams of burning light. “Waaaater.” his parched lips sang, him giving them a light wipe with an even drier tongue.   He looked back at his bike, the ugly truth becoming evident that he had only been walking for around ten minutes. His entire body dried in under ten minutes, for next to no reason but blistering heat. “Well, at least I'll get a sweet tan out of this.” a dry chuckle would leave his lips. His face and neck were red, his arms slightly pinkening.   One foot after another it felt like he wasn’t going anywhere his feet dragging through the sands leisurely, before the Spirit weilder would fall forward, laying face down in the sand. “They done got ole Leyton ma.” he mumbled into the sand, burying his face in an attempt to cool down. He was a city byoy trapped in the heat of a cruel world.

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[ASUKA YAMAZAKI]

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DANCING UNDERNEATH THE SKIES OF LUST why was she damned to these harsh conditions as of late? first the icy touch of the tundra, and now the shifting and burning sands of the desert. at least here it was a bit more bearable - the sand felt better between ones toes than the snow, even if it did start to burn if she stood in one place for too long. she came prepared with around five caskets of water, strung around her ragged clothing in several places. with each step she took through the desert, they swished and swashed, the flasks tattering against her bone jewlery. two of the flasks were already gone, though the green haired wanderer wasn't too concerned about running out any time soon. she had been trekking the sands for nearly five hours now, it shouldn't been too long before she came across some sort of civilization. hopefully. asuka stopped suddenly, lifting up her the skull upon her head to get a better look at something - a motorcycle, an object curiously out of place. she wondered if whoever this belonged to had actually tried to ride it through the sands. that probably didn't end too well. something else caught her attention - a man beside the machine. he looked dead, and likely was. "hey!" she shouted, taking one of her water flasks and throwing it at the man's silvery head, "are you dead? let me know so i know if i can loot you or not." Leyton Thomson

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[Leyton Thomson]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN even though i do bad things He felt something hit him, a hollow clank hitting him upside his head, he looked up from his sandy relief. “W-what?” his eyes fixated on someone not too far from him. “I’m alive…” His reflective pools studying the maiden before him, green hair… Well that was strange but she was pretty hot, so she definitely pulled it off. “Hey, I’m more than alive baby.” he forced himself up, placing his hands on his sides. “Don’t I look alive? But uh you could still loot me.” he gave her a sluggish wink. “But all I would be able to give you is an O. A big O.” he was still an idiot, even in the heat.

-tag- ASUKA YAMAZAKI -words- ### -notes- I can give you an O

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[ASUKA YAMAZAKI]

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DANCING UNDERNEATH THE SKIES OF LUST the man perked right up upon hearing her, like a corpse being jolted to life by a forbidden magic. he asked her if he looked alive...but after that, he had completely lost her. "barely alive. you could use a tan, i guess." she answered in response, choosing to ignore whatever he said about the big o or whatever. "are you going to give me any money, or what?" the emerald haired woman was honestly confused by his looting offer, though she was fairly sure he was joking. she hadn't yet met a same human that would willingly want their stuff to be taken from her. the bandit leaned upon her wooden sword, looking down upon the heap of a man. something about him radiated power, energy...and great stupidity. she could at least appreciate his seemingly laid back behavior, it seemed like everybody in this world was crafted from razors or the darkness or something. "i mean, you'll die here if you keep laying there. i could just come back later." asuka joked, hitting his shin with her bamboo blade in hopes of getting him to his feet. Leyton Thomson

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[Leyton Thomson]

I AM NOT A BAD MAN even though i do bad things Leyton stood up, and wiped the sand off of his brow. Could she blame him for asking if he was dead or not? It was so hot his mind was a jumble of heat and wonder. “Well, my skin has gotten pretty pale since I got here.” he laughed, legs wobbly. Sadly it appeared she didn’t want an O, shame he had a pocket full of O shaped cereal bits for a snack.   “Yeah you can have all of my bits, for a kiss.” he winked, “No strings attached. Besides it’s not every day such an attractive young lady would loot little old me.” a smile on his face, finger pointing to his lips.  He stretched his arms, and gave the stranger a nod shaking his hooded vest free of any sand.

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