Ryuu Satoru
Ryuu exhaled slowly, watching the smoke drift higher and higher into the cold morning air. More and more people were rushing to and fro on the campus and he felt as if life had sped up without him...or had he just slowed down? That was also quite possible, as sometimes Ryuu just lost track of time when he was thinking.
His hand lifted the cigarette to his mouth and he took another drag, feeling the tobacco itch at the back of his throat, but it was a pleasant feeling, one Ryuu had become quite used to in the past few years. His mother often complained about his smoking habits, telling him that it was dangerous and unhealthy, but he really didn't care. There were things much more dangerous to do afterall, like driving his motorbike, but his mother didn't argue with him about that, did she?
He chuckled darkly. His dear mother only wanted the best for him, he knew, but sometimes she could be a bit overbearing. Just like his father, only in a completely different way. Ryuu rolled his eyes. Soon he would be of age and then he would move out and get his own little flat somewhere in the city.
One of his teachers, sensei Fontaine, was walking in his direction, a young boy at his side. A new student probably, Ryuu thought and snorted. New students were always rather amusing, the way they were bumbling about, trying to fit in. Ryuu inclined his head in greeting to his teacher and then chuckled slightly at the threat. He'd love to see Renard take the cigarette from him, that might actually be amusing. But he wouldn't press his luck with his teacher's good spirit and instead raised his hand in a mock-salute. "Don't worry about the lad, I will take good care of him..." Ryuu threw a predatory smile at the younger boy and then smirked at his teacher.
Once the two of them were alone, Ryuu dropped the joking manner and turned his attention on Ro, sizing him up carefully. He did look rather athletic, so maybe he would be a good option to train with. "So ... do you smoke?" he asked him, holding out a package of cigarettes.
Ryuu exhaled slowly, watching the smoke drift higher and higher into the cold morning air. More and more people were rushing to and fro on the campus and he felt as if life had sped up without him...or had he just slowed down? That was also quite possible, as sometimes Ryuu just lost track of time when he was thinking.
His hand lifted the cigarette to his mouth and he took another drag, feeling the tobacco itch at the back of his throat, but it was a pleasant feeling, one Ryuu had become quite used to in the past few years. His mother often complained about his smoking habits, telling him that it was dangerous and unhealthy, but he really didn't care. There were things much more dangerous to do afterall, like driving his motorbike, but his mother didn't argue with him about that, did she?
He chuckled darkly. His dear mother only wanted the best for him, he knew, but sometimes she could be a bit overbearing. Just like his father, only in a completely different way. Ryuu rolled his eyes. Soon he would be of age and then he would move out and get his own little flat somewhere in the city.
One of his teachers, sensei Fontaine, was walking in his direction, a young boy at his side. A new student probably, Ryuu thought and snorted. New students were always rather amusing, the way they were bumbling about, trying to fit in. Ryuu inclined his head in greeting to his teacher and then chuckled slightly at the threat. He'd love to see Renard take the cigarette from him, that might actually be amusing. But he wouldn't press his luck with his teacher's good spirit and instead raised his hand in a mock-salute. "Don't worry about the lad, I will take good care of him..." Ryuu threw a predatory smile at the younger boy and then smirked at his teacher.
Once the two of them were alone, Ryuu dropped the joking manner and turned his attention on Ro, sizing him up carefully. He did look rather athletic, so maybe he would be a good option to train with. "So ... do you smoke?" he asked him, holding out a package of cigarettes.