[center][h1][color=CC7722]Icarus Ochre[/color][/h1][h2]Seidoujima Island - [s]Mountains[/s] Icarus's Roost[/h2]
[sub]Sometime during Golden Week[/sub]
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Golden week had started off mostly quietly, after the rather odd first day. Apparently having a fight in a random field was not part of the school's curriculum, to Icarus's great relief. That had been a little bit concerning towards the end there.
A bit of seclusion was what he needed after exploring the town he'd be living in for the foreseeable future. Humans were interesting but they were also [i]exhausting[/i]. Everything was so fast with them, they really didn't seem to understand how to just stop and smell the roses. They could smell the roses on the go thank you very much.
He cackled at the thought, looking down from his stony perch to the town far down below.
To be fair, humans also only really had the one chance to make life right. But that didn't mean he was used to this kind of always-on pace.

So here he was, perched on a little rock outcropping, sticking out of the rocks; surrounded by mostly-climbable mountain, watching a distant skyline as the little specks below wove back and forth with every care in the world. They'd been doing so all day, and he would know, he'd set out to find a nice spot at sunrise and they hadn't stopped skittering around even once.
[i][color=CC7722]I really should pick up a hobby...would give me something interesting to do when I'm out here. A project would be nice...
Just another hour, then I'll slip back into town...the long way, flying out here was nice this morning.[/color][/i]