Tzu-Jan
Apr 17th, 2003, 04:31:33 PM
Fight on, fight on...
Never giving up.
Let's start our journey
As we whistle along.
Going now.
Tzu-Jan steps out of his house, one of many in a long row. He stretches, hands barely clearing the top of his spiky blue hair before he folds them behind his head with a yawn.
"It's a lazy day. Look at the sky, peeking between the clouds. It doesn't want to come out either."
He taps his sandals idly on the planks of the rowhouse's walkway before turning on the balls of his feet and walking towards the shops, looking for something to occupy his time.
Never giving up.
Let's start our journey
As we whistle along.
Going now.
Tzu-Jan steps out of his house, one of many in a long row. He stretches, hands barely clearing the top of his spiky blue hair before he folds them behind his head with a yawn.
"It's a lazy day. Look at the sky, peeking between the clouds. It doesn't want to come out either."
He taps his sandals idly on the planks of the rowhouse's walkway before turning on the balls of his feet and walking towards the shops, looking for something to occupy his time.