Can't touch me, like Gojo—Look good in all my photos
He means to uphold his word. He always means that, it just...hasn't been so easy to do that, he's found. Not even just promises, but anything he says, unless his fingers are crossed, of course. Turns out what you mean and what you do can be very different though, and being careful doesn't seem to matter much either. Things are a mess, and not just the tower that's still in disarray, although there is something almost poetic about staring at the rubble of his home.
He tugs his pink windbreaker tighter around his shoulders, back to the cold wind that carves in. The back has blue embroidery that says 'FLORA', some stitched flowers of various, equally bright colors popping up around the first and last letters. The front left shoulder pocket depicts a printed image of the Doubletake blowing a kiss with a wink. His black joggers are on underneath, trying to fight back the cold, sinking into his black boots.
"Hey, Zavien, congrats man!" he says after glancing over at the approaching man. He extends a hand as though to shake his hand, but Kaisel really means to embrace him in a half hug, shoulder to shoulder. "You deserve the role. Excited to see what you make of the place." He tries to keep his voice warm and lofty, but he's never been great at hiding how he feels, and the twinge he feels tightening around his chest might reflect in the corners of his eyes as he blinks through the exchange. It's brief, and then he shakes it back with a bigger smile and a huff of breath. "Anyway, I'm here to help! I know you've got a shit ton of rebuilding still, and I'll always be grateful to this place, so I thought I could help the clean up efforts today?" Forget building, they still need to clear the destruction that's lingering.
He tugs his pink windbreaker tighter around his shoulders, back to the cold wind that carves in. The back has blue embroidery that says 'FLORA', some stitched flowers of various, equally bright colors popping up around the first and last letters. The front left shoulder pocket depicts a printed image of the Doubletake blowing a kiss with a wink. His black joggers are on underneath, trying to fight back the cold, sinking into his black boots.
"Hey, Zavien, congrats man!" he says after glancing over at the approaching man. He extends a hand as though to shake his hand, but Kaisel really means to embrace him in a half hug, shoulder to shoulder. "You deserve the role. Excited to see what you make of the place." He tries to keep his voice warm and lofty, but he's never been great at hiding how he feels, and the twinge he feels tightening around his chest might reflect in the corners of his eyes as he blinks through the exchange. It's brief, and then he shakes it back with a bigger smile and a huff of breath. "Anyway, I'm here to help! I know you've got a shit ton of rebuilding still, and I'll always be grateful to this place, so I thought I could help the clean up efforts today?" Forget building, they still need to clear the destruction that's lingering.
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
