OCC: This takes place after the "Mindset of a Hunter" topic.
Just after class, the time he spent in that room with the teacher who's name was Madam Haze, the armored warrior had enough time to leave and head to his dorm to change out of his heavy gear and place his weapon in a safe location, then head towards the courtyard, he had a book and a bottle of sweet scented liquid inside it. More or less this was the liquidized form of his healing semblance, he liked to contain it in a bottle or several and drink them like flavored water, as he found a bench to sit upon, his attire would surely make him stand out for he was wearing a rather fashionable sweater vest, a white long-sleeved dress shirt, with tan slacks and brown loafs while also dawning a red tie.
He placed the bottle next to him, opened up his book and began to read in peace, enjoying his time, his hair was actual down now, it laid upon his clothing and down to his waist, upon his face were actually a pair of square framed glasses that were merely for reading, the frames giving him a more defined look while his index finger pressed against his temple, his elbow along the arm of the bench. The gentle crisp breeze tickled his face causing him to use that very same hand to brush his facial hair, his other hand holding the book, his slender but broad fingers caressed the spine while also supporting it and using his thumb to flip the pages when he was finished with that page.
Just after class, the time he spent in that room with the teacher who's name was Madam Haze, the armored warrior had enough time to leave and head to his dorm to change out of his heavy gear and place his weapon in a safe location, then head towards the courtyard, he had a book and a bottle of sweet scented liquid inside it. More or less this was the liquidized form of his healing semblance, he liked to contain it in a bottle or several and drink them like flavored water, as he found a bench to sit upon, his attire would surely make him stand out for he was wearing a rather fashionable sweater vest, a white long-sleeved dress shirt, with tan slacks and brown loafs while also dawning a red tie.
He placed the bottle next to him, opened up his book and began to read in peace, enjoying his time, his hair was actual down now, it laid upon his clothing and down to his waist, upon his face were actually a pair of square framed glasses that were merely for reading, the frames giving him a more defined look while his index finger pressed against his temple, his elbow along the arm of the bench. The gentle crisp breeze tickled his face causing him to use that very same hand to brush his facial hair, his other hand holding the book, his slender but broad fingers caressed the spine while also supporting it and using his thumb to flip the pages when he was finished with that page.
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