Post by Yukai Hisou on Sept 1, 2008 12:55:03 GMT -5
The girls who came into the the boys dorms were often split into two categories by most; The Sluts and Yukai Hisou.
It had suprised a lot of people when the pale girl had first wandered in to the dorms, leaving many males lunging for shirts and other garments of clothing. As time passed, the suprise lessened as did the curiosity. It had become nothing more than a fact, something that happened. She was accepted easily enough, and most were comfortable in her presence. Of course, when she was gone they occasionally questioned themselves. Were they actually comfortable and calm about seeing her in such a location, or was that Yukai messing around with their minds? It was easy to doubt such feelings when she was gone, but when she pushed open the doors again; they vanished.
For her part, Yukai didn't use much influence on the boys. She did make it easier for both parties though, but she only needed to niggle gently on the edge of their mind to allow such acess. There was no real resentment about her presence to be overwritten in the first place.
However, the girl had her reasons for venturing into such a place. People often said men had a smaller emotional range than females, and Yukai was finding this to be true. It was just the way they functioned. They could feel the same thigns as their female counterparts, but the brain focused it differently. It was more basic, less complex. Easier to deal with, and better for her head on the most part. She wouldn't dismiss the gender as simple minded, for there was still a lot going on in those minds, but... It was different.
Yukai jingled slightly as she moved, bangles dancing freely up and down her arms. Her footfall was light, and it was the cheerful sound of clinking metal that was the main give-away to her presence. She returned offered smiles with a tug of her own lips, but her attention was focused more on one certain door. She reached it easily enough. She raised her hand and rapped on the door, ensuing more clinking as the bangles shifted in accordance with that simple movement.
"Hello?"
She spoke softly, her voice just loud enough to carry through the door. Her fingers uncurled, so her hand was flat against the wood, feeling the smooth grain against her skin. Yukai waited for Eiji to open the door.
It had suprised a lot of people when the pale girl had first wandered in to the dorms, leaving many males lunging for shirts and other garments of clothing. As time passed, the suprise lessened as did the curiosity. It had become nothing more than a fact, something that happened. She was accepted easily enough, and most were comfortable in her presence. Of course, when she was gone they occasionally questioned themselves. Were they actually comfortable and calm about seeing her in such a location, or was that Yukai messing around with their minds? It was easy to doubt such feelings when she was gone, but when she pushed open the doors again; they vanished.
For her part, Yukai didn't use much influence on the boys. She did make it easier for both parties though, but she only needed to niggle gently on the edge of their mind to allow such acess. There was no real resentment about her presence to be overwritten in the first place.
However, the girl had her reasons for venturing into such a place. People often said men had a smaller emotional range than females, and Yukai was finding this to be true. It was just the way they functioned. They could feel the same thigns as their female counterparts, but the brain focused it differently. It was more basic, less complex. Easier to deal with, and better for her head on the most part. She wouldn't dismiss the gender as simple minded, for there was still a lot going on in those minds, but... It was different.
Yukai jingled slightly as she moved, bangles dancing freely up and down her arms. Her footfall was light, and it was the cheerful sound of clinking metal that was the main give-away to her presence. She returned offered smiles with a tug of her own lips, but her attention was focused more on one certain door. She reached it easily enough. She raised her hand and rapped on the door, ensuing more clinking as the bangles shifted in accordance with that simple movement.
"Hello?"
She spoke softly, her voice just loud enough to carry through the door. Her fingers uncurled, so her hand was flat against the wood, feeling the smooth grain against her skin. Yukai waited for Eiji to open the door.
