Much like any other day, the blue Autumn air dancing about, letting the cool almost chilly air snap against the skin's of all outside, the magnificent topaz orb blazing above, giving the land the warmth it needed as the puffy white pillows floated in the azure ocean above. The campus, as usual, many student's working on their classwork, preparing for the Autumn festival if they got one this year, the one vivid green leaves so bright in the hue of emerald, now a mixture of golds, brick red, and tanned cream color, all striking the cobblestone flooring of the Courtyard. A glorious day none the less, much like before, walking out of the dorm as he did soo many times beforehand and was trotting along near the Courtyard Commons, dawning the same white hue attire on with yellow and blue to its frame. Upon his left arm was a strange looking armor covered appendage with a golden or bronze like armlet, tan peach colored skin hitting the sun, complimenting his handsome facial features. And a bright pearl white smile, for this youthful male.
Upon his back waist was a large contraption, the mechanical looking device seemed to be a form of scabbard which seemed to be holding a weapon, judging by the handle sticking out of it, the various colors it held seemed to be matching of his armor. It seemed to be held firmly as he was trotting along, seeming to enjoy the cold brisk air of the Autumn, his long spiky blonde hair dancing about and his emerald green eyes seemed to glint and glimmer with a youthful like expression. The scent of desert flora-filled the air, herbal tea seemed to linger about him as well, Honey Vanilla seemed to be the scent as well as Lavender and Cinnamon, all exotic aromas, they seemed to be clouded about this lone figure. The golden-haired fellow with the appearance of a young adolescent male, not a word was seeming to leave his lips for he shortly took a seat, leaning back against the bench and enjoying the chillly breeze that made his locks dance about from side to side.
Upon his back waist was a large contraption, the mechanical looking device seemed to be a form of scabbard which seemed to be holding a weapon, judging by the handle sticking out of it, the various colors it held seemed to be matching of his armor. It seemed to be held firmly as he was trotting along, seeming to enjoy the cold brisk air of the Autumn, his long spiky blonde hair dancing about and his emerald green eyes seemed to glint and glimmer with a youthful like expression. The scent of desert flora-filled the air, herbal tea seemed to linger about him as well, Honey Vanilla seemed to be the scent as well as Lavender and Cinnamon, all exotic aromas, they seemed to be clouded about this lone figure. The golden-haired fellow with the appearance of a young adolescent male, not a word was seeming to leave his lips for he shortly took a seat, leaning back against the bench and enjoying the chillly breeze that made his locks dance about from side to side.