Can't touch me, like Gojo—Look good in all my photos
Kaisel did not often stop to admire the world around him. He took beauty for granted often, his sights more likely to appraise something for its strength, or the actions of one's bravery and talents—that was beauty to him. Yet, even Kaisel could appreciate the shine that coasted through the shrine as Safrin twinkled into reality, the stars seeming to sweep behind her like some heavenly staircase.
Don't gawk Kaisel reminded himself, Koa's advice bouncing through him, as Kaisel dared to lift his head to better greet the goddess. His jaw was kind enough to lift up with him rather than remain on the floor, but he could not keep the splendor of wonder from his eyes as they seemed to sparkle in turn upon regarding her. It was easy to do, watch her, when her attention was poured upon his cousin, the focus well deserved.
It was another matter entirely when her gaze pivoted to him.
His throat felt dry. He flexed his hands at his sides, an attempt to keep the lead from dragging him down. Yeah, okay, he was nervous.
"Kaisel Ashborn," he offered her, perhaps unnecessarily, wasn't she omnipotent or similar enough? He was also ok just being known as Koa's cousin, that was something to be proud of in it's own way, to him. "Pleased to meet you," he didn't offer a hand, it didn't seem like it was ok to shake the hand of the stars, but he did bow at his chest. He breathed. He had to focus on doing so, no different than controlling it during training, and he smiled wanly when he lifted his head back up to her. Passion burned through the wonder now. "I want to be strong enough to help defend what I love. I thought a weapon, knuckle knives that cleave with the air itself, would work well against threats."
Don't gawk Kaisel reminded himself, Koa's advice bouncing through him, as Kaisel dared to lift his head to better greet the goddess. His jaw was kind enough to lift up with him rather than remain on the floor, but he could not keep the splendor of wonder from his eyes as they seemed to sparkle in turn upon regarding her. It was easy to do, watch her, when her attention was poured upon his cousin, the focus well deserved.
It was another matter entirely when her gaze pivoted to him.
His throat felt dry. He flexed his hands at his sides, an attempt to keep the lead from dragging him down. Yeah, okay, he was nervous.
"Kaisel Ashborn," he offered her, perhaps unnecessarily, wasn't she omnipotent or similar enough? He was also ok just being known as Koa's cousin, that was something to be proud of in it's own way, to him. "Pleased to meet you," he didn't offer a hand, it didn't seem like it was ok to shake the hand of the stars, but he did bow at his chest. He breathed. He had to focus on doing so, no different than controlling it during training, and he smiled wanly when he lifted his head back up to her. Passion burned through the wonder now. "I want to be strong enough to help defend what I love. I thought a weapon, knuckle knives that cleave with the air itself, would work well against threats."
Kaisel
Sexy jutsu, I feel like Naruto—Fightin' demons in my head like I'm Itadori
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
