Move Along

Galileo Gray · 06-01-2011, 03:28 PM

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Date: Whenever Smile

Setting: Etheral Eclipse

Time: Mid-Morning

Character Form: Optime

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OOC here!

Word Count → 300+

Long hybrid legs ate up the land as Galileo moved along, blumine eyes cast down at the ground. His mind had been both burdened and cleared by the recent news and he was not quite sure what to do. He hadn't taken much care while dressing himself that morning, his shirt was half buttoned and untucked, his waistcoat was totally unbuttoned and his blazer was slung over the top of the grey satchel which was in turn slung over his shoulder and hung down below his left arm. His bottom half was dressed perfectly as usual, the belt tightened to his preferance. It was almost as if he had given up half way through the routine, which in all fact was true. His hair, was fine, he really didn't do much to it anyway, throwing a soft brush though it to make sure it had not knots and allowing it to fall onto his shoulders casually. But the fact he was half dressed gave him a more roguish appearance than his normally perfectly groomed self.

What am I going to do? he mused as his pace slowed to a stop. A golden hand reached up and pulled the bag from his shoulder and dropping it. With a loud, heavy sigh the hybrid collapsed into a casual half sitting, half lying position shadfed by the boughs of a large tree. He was in no mood for painting or reading, no matter how much he tried, even Oscar Wilde could not spark intrest within him. He wanted to read, but he just couldn't focus long enough to make sense of the words. So for now the book just lay inside the bag with no purpose. He had read the book several times and never tired of it, this was just Galileo's lack of interest in the subject at that moment. The golden man closed his eyes and allowed the gentle breeze to calm him. He needed a clean mind to focus on his work.

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