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Tuesday: October 30th, 2007
Who: Jin-Sang, Adair
When: Mid-day/1PM
Where: Helicharis
What: With such a nice day once it warmed up, Jin-Sang is out and about
The morning of the 30th Jin-Sang had been pretty skeptical about the weather. He had assumed earlier on when he woke up that it would be chilly and not the kind of day one wanted to go out in. Living in New England left him out of the know with weather when it came to places closer to the equator. When he stepped outside for a bit of fresh air around eleven he changed his mind. It was nice out, how wonderful! Smirking to himself he showered and dressed, figuring a walk would do him good. They were all he did as of late, but he enjoyed his little treks out in to the real world. Sometimes he saw mischief about, people together having fun. He felt a little sore when he watched them, but tried to keep positive.
Why had he reverted in to such a quiet state, he wondered?
Taking off, the door slamming behind him naturally, Jin-Sang shook his head. Fingers ran through the long, black strands, pushing them back out of his face or across his forehead. He always looked pretty good, so he thought, and tried to appear as clean as possible. It was nice to take such good care of oneself, to take pride in ones own appearance. Sunglasses were slipped on over his eyes, hands then fitting in to his slimming sweater, Jin-Sang made his way over to Helicharis. He'd check on a jacket he'd asked for a few days passed, but when he found it wasn't done he stepped out of the store. Hm. Well. Time to browse.
Beginning to hum again, trying to keep a cap on his gift, his shoulders moved with the song suddenly stuck in his head. The words were in English though occasionally some Korean would slip in there. He chuckled when he realized someone had been watching him dance around. What a goof. Stopping, he turned his back on his small audience to look at something in a shop window. That was certainly a great way to be noticed, he thought. Make a fool out of himself.
Who: Jin-Sang, Adair
When: Mid-day/1PM
Where: Helicharis
What: With such a nice day once it warmed up, Jin-Sang is out and about
The morning of the 30th Jin-Sang had been pretty skeptical about the weather. He had assumed earlier on when he woke up that it would be chilly and not the kind of day one wanted to go out in. Living in New England left him out of the know with weather when it came to places closer to the equator. When he stepped outside for a bit of fresh air around eleven he changed his mind. It was nice out, how wonderful! Smirking to himself he showered and dressed, figuring a walk would do him good. They were all he did as of late, but he enjoyed his little treks out in to the real world. Sometimes he saw mischief about, people together having fun. He felt a little sore when he watched them, but tried to keep positive.
Why had he reverted in to such a quiet state, he wondered?
Taking off, the door slamming behind him naturally, Jin-Sang shook his head. Fingers ran through the long, black strands, pushing them back out of his face or across his forehead. He always looked pretty good, so he thought, and tried to appear as clean as possible. It was nice to take such good care of oneself, to take pride in ones own appearance. Sunglasses were slipped on over his eyes, hands then fitting in to his slimming sweater, Jin-Sang made his way over to Helicharis. He'd check on a jacket he'd asked for a few days passed, but when he found it wasn't done he stepped out of the store. Hm. Well. Time to browse.
Beginning to hum again, trying to keep a cap on his gift, his shoulders moved with the song suddenly stuck in his head. The words were in English though occasionally some Korean would slip in there. He chuckled when he realized someone had been watching him dance around. What a goof. Stopping, he turned his back on his small audience to look at something in a shop window. That was certainly a great way to be noticed, he thought. Make a fool out of himself.