Boredom || Open

[braydin silas reverche]

The park. Peaceful, quiet, perfect. A small yawn emerged from the male's lips as he stretched out on the bench. He was worn out from the day and needed some peace. He laid on his left side, looking down at the path below him. Every now and then his clear blue eyes would lift up to watch someone go bye. He didn't move much, just simply rested his weary, lanky form there on that wooden bench. Sure it wasn't the best thing to lay one, but he didn't feel like laying on pavement. He lowered his eyes as they went out his eye sight. He didn't bother following them all the way, just until they left his straight and narrow stare. He didn't bother moving his gaze with them completely. He was too tired for that. So here he laid.

He was clad in a tight fitted Kill Hannah band short sleeve shirt that emphasized his lithe form. Acid washed jeans with a few stylish rips in the legs and knees clung to his slender legs. A black pyramid studded belt was hooked around his trim waist. Black combat boots adorned his feet with a few carefully placed scuffs in them to make them seem old and worn out. If he had been in his panther form, the tip of his tail would have been twitching idly. Boredom showed on his azure orbs as he gazed out into nothingness. He wasn't looking at or for anything. Just staring. He alway stared, it was strange. His eyes barely moved away from something that caught his interest, even if they looked away from him. His ebony bangs fell into his eyes, partially blocking his gaze in his right eye. His hair was just as messy and unkempt as usual, like he had just rolled out of bed.

Another small yawned passed his lips, causing him to lift his head. His gaze traveled slowly to the wooded area of the park. He contemplated changing into his panther form and running just to stretch out his legs. He lowered his eyelids slightly, appearing to be drowsy when he wasn't. He looked up as a couple passed by and stared at him, he figured they wondered if he was homeless. He wasn't, just resting in a peaceful place. He watched them as they walked away, then got tired of that and looked straight ahead again. He blew his bangs from his eyes and rested his head back down on his arm again. He groaned from the boredom that gripped him. He needed something to do, something to chase. He considered just transforming now and running off into the woods. Something needed to happen. It needed to happen soon or else he felt he'd lose his mind.

"Come on, there's got to be something I can do." Braydin mused in his tired, Russian accented voice. His voice was a deep, almost growl. It was laced with drowsiness. He shifted on his back and placed the back of his left forearm over his eyes, his legs bent at the knees and feet flat on the seat of the bench. "Come on." He urged, this time more quietly and his voice weaker. He hated boredom with a passion.

word count; 562
tag; open
music; "Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy Me" by Tata Young
notes; I like it, seems I'm getting better word count wise.[/

[arizona marie ashe]

Arizona was never one to just stay in bed and lay there, it was too boring and peaceful for her liking. On the other hand not liking the peace and quiet made her think of ways how to kick it up a notch and do something that was actually fun. Most times she would get struck by inspiration to draw or paint something, often while bored she would draw Nirvana again and again, she had over a hundred pictures of him. If not she would just redraw some of the pictures that were all around her room, Ari always found something that she could use as a model. Even if she didn't have a model she had the side wall in her room to finish painting and there was lots of abstract art and graffiti she could do, hell she even had shoes and bikinis to decorate.

However that morning she had felt the a music craving, after a month or to Arizona would finally be able to play her guitar. In most occasion that she felt like playing, some drawing or idea for a drawing struck her and before she knew it she was putting the guitar down and grabbing a piece of paper and a marker or pencil.When it wasn't that it was the games, she loved being in the execution squad it was like her second family but the whole process of grabbing the person, putting them in the games and making sure everything was set properly, and blah blah blah. It was a bit tiring and Ari always grew impatient for she only enjoyed when the games actually begun and when the people were idiots and tried to rush thing through.

Getting up from her bed and jumping through the paint cans and masking tape rolls, Ari made her way to where her guitar was placed. Picking it up she adjusted the chords and tried a few sample tunes. After seeing everything was in check, Arizona plugged her guitar to the amp and started to play 'skull heaven' by viking skull.Her right leg was slightly in front of the leg one, tapping the right one slightly her ink covered fingers concentrated on where should they move, she head banged a couple of times and did a few 'rock star'. After the song was over and done, Arizona had no desire to play the guitar and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

Coming back from her shower she changed from her long tiger stripped tank top to a jean mini skirt, a black bikini top and a neon green fishnet long sleeved top that was open on the shoulders. What Arizona adored most about her outfit was that people could see about 90% of her tattoo body suit. the only ones that were covered were the ones covered by the mini skirt. Looking at her grand collection of platform stripper like shoes, Arizona settled for black heels with straps up to the middle of her calf. She threw in dark red lipstick and black eyeshadow and eyeliner into the mix, ruffling her long black hair and putting on her over sized sunglasses and Arizona was ready to walk down the street.

Letting her feet decided where her next destination was going to be, Arizona looked at her surrounding and found herself walking out of the academy and heading the direction of the park."Come on, there's got to be something I can do She heard someone say, as her hips swayed from side to side as she walked she heard the same voice speak again. Her brown eyes scanned the place and found a guy laying on a bench "Boredom got you too?" Ari told him standing in front of him.


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