37th Of Spring 513 AV
(19th Bell)
Dark.
It was late at night. The time was know yet unknown, as Kise traveled through the woods. The patrols were going through as normal, why he was here was still truly unknown. All he could really understand was that K had made some trouble with his smart mouth, and he was the one taking the punishment. Letting out a huge sigh, he followed as all the other knights and squires kept going, through the woods. They were used to this, this temperature...This time...This setting. Kiss was an average boy who patrolled the city during the day, so this wasn't his favorite setting. The squires and knights who patrolled this setting had been aware of that, very aware of that, jumping out of trees and such scaring him every few moments. Always exclaiming the same thing. "It's all in good fun my boy." The knights always chuckled, their sad squires also laughing in on the joke. "Don't be so down." Was their way of apologizing...Or was it?
Either way, it was annoying and rude. "Kise...These guys shouldn't be treating you like that. What you gonna do about it?" K said in the background of his mind. "Certainly your not gonna let these petching goons go are you?" He said in a shallow town. "You could hurt them with ease...Well at least those scrawny squires." "But then I'll get in trouble." Kise said sadly. "Plus fighting is wrong." He thought to himself, thinking of what his brothers would do. K would've not been scared to begin with. And Shin would've definitely enjoyed it, probably being the one to scare people. But Kise was just to nice. After a while...It hit him.
He needed to pee.
He instantly began to walk at an odd position, the chill outside was just too much already, now this?! As his breathing increased trying to hold it in, he began to see the mist of his breath in the air. "Is it really that bad?!" He said aloud accidentally. The other knights and squires turning to face him in sudden confusion. "What's wrong my boy?" Said one of the knights as he walked up to Kise. "I gotta pee..." He mumbled. "What?" Said the knight. "Speak up." "I gotta pee." He said softly. "My boy! We are outside! Talk like a man." Said the knight in frustration. "I gotta pee man! I gotta petching pee!" Kise yelled out losing his temper.
"Ah..Normally we do that before we leave for patrol. But you do have a special situation." Said the knight. "Alright let's go." "No! I'll go do this myself." Kise said in defiance. "You will probably try to scare me." "I most certainly will not my boy-" The man was cut off as he noted Kise's absence. Walking away angrily Kise shouted, "Don't worry go ahead, I'll catch up." He disappeared into the darkness, the only light being the moon. "I'm kinda proud of you bro." K said as he was watching. "Keep that up and you may be as cool as me." Kise chuckled a bit at his brother's comment as he finally made it to a small clearing. There was two small logs on the ground, both turned on their sides. A small spot in between them showed someone had made a fire, proving to him that this was an ok spot.
He walked over to a tree outside of the circle, leading back to the forest, sliding off his cloak quickly. The cold air hit him as all he had under was his black baggy pants, being shirtless, on the wrong day. He quickly dropped his pants to his ankles with a swift yank, lowering his underwear to his thighs, quickly grabbing his now flaccid manhood. Instantly spraying the tree, he tried to speed it up, fighting off the frost of the cold air. "Gods...Please hurry up." Kise had felt uneasy the whole time, that feeling of being watched was very evident. He quickly finished, sliding his pants up dragging his underwear up. As his cloak fell onto his body, warming him up, he ran back to the clearing. Yanking out his scythe looking around for a hungry animal.
He crouched, spreading his legs but bending his knees inwards as he held the scythe behind his back in his right, holding his left out forward. He didn't have his daggers, nor did he have that glyph he got from Bolivar. He was feeling out of place as he held the scythe, hopefully if there was some hungry animal out there, it would move on. He clenched the black metal scythe, his palms would've hurt if he didn't wear his black gloves, lucky him...He stood there for a bit, and nothing happend. As if out of boredom he placed the scythe back on his harness on his back crookedly, then sitting on the log he looked at the other log, in confusion. "Were..." He began to mumble. "Were is the g-"
Aw petch!
(19th Bell)
Dark.
It was late at night. The time was know yet unknown, as Kise traveled through the woods. The patrols were going through as normal, why he was here was still truly unknown. All he could really understand was that K had made some trouble with his smart mouth, and he was the one taking the punishment. Letting out a huge sigh, he followed as all the other knights and squires kept going, through the woods. They were used to this, this temperature...This time...This setting. Kiss was an average boy who patrolled the city during the day, so this wasn't his favorite setting. The squires and knights who patrolled this setting had been aware of that, very aware of that, jumping out of trees and such scaring him every few moments. Always exclaiming the same thing. "It's all in good fun my boy." The knights always chuckled, their sad squires also laughing in on the joke. "Don't be so down." Was their way of apologizing...Or was it?
Either way, it was annoying and rude. "Kise...These guys shouldn't be treating you like that. What you gonna do about it?" K said in the background of his mind. "Certainly your not gonna let these petching goons go are you?" He said in a shallow town. "You could hurt them with ease...Well at least those scrawny squires." "But then I'll get in trouble." Kise said sadly. "Plus fighting is wrong." He thought to himself, thinking of what his brothers would do. K would've not been scared to begin with. And Shin would've definitely enjoyed it, probably being the one to scare people. But Kise was just to nice. After a while...It hit him.
He needed to pee.
He instantly began to walk at an odd position, the chill outside was just too much already, now this?! As his breathing increased trying to hold it in, he began to see the mist of his breath in the air. "Is it really that bad?!" He said aloud accidentally. The other knights and squires turning to face him in sudden confusion. "What's wrong my boy?" Said one of the knights as he walked up to Kise. "I gotta pee..." He mumbled. "What?" Said the knight. "Speak up." "I gotta pee." He said softly. "My boy! We are outside! Talk like a man." Said the knight in frustration. "I gotta pee man! I gotta petching pee!" Kise yelled out losing his temper.
"Ah..Normally we do that before we leave for patrol. But you do have a special situation." Said the knight. "Alright let's go." "No! I'll go do this myself." Kise said in defiance. "You will probably try to scare me." "I most certainly will not my boy-" The man was cut off as he noted Kise's absence. Walking away angrily Kise shouted, "Don't worry go ahead, I'll catch up." He disappeared into the darkness, the only light being the moon. "I'm kinda proud of you bro." K said as he was watching. "Keep that up and you may be as cool as me." Kise chuckled a bit at his brother's comment as he finally made it to a small clearing. There was two small logs on the ground, both turned on their sides. A small spot in between them showed someone had made a fire, proving to him that this was an ok spot.
He walked over to a tree outside of the circle, leading back to the forest, sliding off his cloak quickly. The cold air hit him as all he had under was his black baggy pants, being shirtless, on the wrong day. He quickly dropped his pants to his ankles with a swift yank, lowering his underwear to his thighs, quickly grabbing his now flaccid manhood. Instantly spraying the tree, he tried to speed it up, fighting off the frost of the cold air. "Gods...Please hurry up." Kise had felt uneasy the whole time, that feeling of being watched was very evident. He quickly finished, sliding his pants up dragging his underwear up. As his cloak fell onto his body, warming him up, he ran back to the clearing. Yanking out his scythe looking around for a hungry animal.
He crouched, spreading his legs but bending his knees inwards as he held the scythe behind his back in his right, holding his left out forward. He didn't have his daggers, nor did he have that glyph he got from Bolivar. He was feeling out of place as he held the scythe, hopefully if there was some hungry animal out there, it would move on. He clenched the black metal scythe, his palms would've hurt if he didn't wear his black gloves, lucky him...He stood there for a bit, and nothing happend. As if out of boredom he placed the scythe back on his harness on his back crookedly, then sitting on the log he looked at the other log, in confusion. "Were..." He began to mumble. "Were is the g-"
Aw petch!
