Post by Ssendom on Jul 16, 2016 17:14:13 GMT
Dom hadn't spent much time on the island, only a few days had passed since the arson event at the Academy. He hadn't slept too well since arriving on the island since so much had happened. In an attempt to relax, the well built young man decided that he would visit some of the other sections of the island, though he never realized he would find himself at the Nature section of the island. He was somewhat taken aback at how nicely put together the nature preserve area of the island was, affixed with critters that fit the theme of the natural preserve. Walking the winding paths, he was beginning to find it incredibly difficult for the entirety of this island to be purely man-made in it's entirety.
It seemed as though the climate was perfect at all times, not too hot and not too cold. It was cool enough that a scarf wasn't over the top, but at the same time wearing the red skin tight tank top felt appropriate. Hands in his pockets of his baggy jeans with frayed ends held up by a simple belt. He was simply sauntering through the dirt and somewhat naturally paved pathways watching as the squirrels and other various critters did their own things in their new habitat. For once in a few years he was beginning to get a feeling of being at peace, something that was a completely foreign for him due to his bringing up.
His path lead him to a decently sized bridge that went over quite a wide river. Bringing himself to the railing on one of the sides at the centerpoint of the bridge, he watched as the sun reflected off the river itself. He looked up slightly to watch birds fly out of the tree's. The more and more he stood on the bridge, the more unique the entirety of this island felt it was almost too much to believe at this rate. Taking his hands which had easy indications of his violent past written all over them out of his pockets so he could lean up against the railing to simply enjoy the feeling of being in nature itself, no matter how manmade it was. He scarf covered over his shoulders and covered his mouth as he stood there, not waiting for anything in particular.
It seemed as though the climate was perfect at all times, not too hot and not too cold. It was cool enough that a scarf wasn't over the top, but at the same time wearing the red skin tight tank top felt appropriate. Hands in his pockets of his baggy jeans with frayed ends held up by a simple belt. He was simply sauntering through the dirt and somewhat naturally paved pathways watching as the squirrels and other various critters did their own things in their new habitat. For once in a few years he was beginning to get a feeling of being at peace, something that was a completely foreign for him due to his bringing up.
His path lead him to a decently sized bridge that went over quite a wide river. Bringing himself to the railing on one of the sides at the centerpoint of the bridge, he watched as the sun reflected off the river itself. He looked up slightly to watch birds fly out of the tree's. The more and more he stood on the bridge, the more unique the entirety of this island felt it was almost too much to believe at this rate. Taking his hands which had easy indications of his violent past written all over them out of his pockets so he could lean up against the railing to simply enjoy the feeling of being in nature itself, no matter how manmade it was. He scarf covered over his shoulders and covered his mouth as he stood there, not waiting for anything in particular.