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This is an independent & selective roleplay blog for DRAGON NO SHIRYU of Masami Kurumada's SAINT SEIYA. Heavily Headcanon & Anime-based with mild manga influences.
Established 2015 & Penned by Brooklyn.
Be not afraid of growing slowly be afraid only of standing still.
After hearing the boy’s reason for rushing through SACRED GROUND, Kanon couldn’t help but throw a light expression of disappointment in the child’s direction.
So… It was a race among the bronze brats through the temples? He should be offended by the boy’s audacity–however he can’t say that he hasn’t done something similar with Saga when they were children. It used to drive the Hoy Master insane. But those omitted memories aside, as a Gold Saint, he couldn’t allow such behavior to continue.
An idea sparked in his mind about when should this boy cross the Gemini Temple. Yes, of course. He could activate the Labyrinth of the Twinsfrom even the Papal Chambers; with such an intimate connection with the palace, Kanon didn’t need to expand his Cosmo from this far away (they weren’t even at the stairway leading to the House of Aries).
❝ Humph. Very well. ❞
Kanon feigned disinterest for the folly of children, laying the act on thick by turning his eyes away from the Dragon Saint to stare laxly into the distance. However, if one should look closely, the slight crease at the corner of the Gemini’s eyes showed the mischievous that stalked within his mind–like a knavish fox waiting for the pray to unknowingly trot into his prank.
He was the younger brother of the Gemini Saints, after all. He’d be an exact copy of Saga if he completely abolished his troublemaking desires–and being the ‘replacement’ of his brother was never a part of his nature.
❝ Don’t let me get in your way. ❞
Maybe if the kid asked for PERMISSION to pass Gemini Temple, he would be inclined to let the boy go through without being trapped… Maybe.
Maybe it was NAIVE of him to say such a thing so openly however, if there was something wrong in what they were doing, Shiryu would haved been the first to be told in order to relay the message. They were not children anymore–they were never really CHILDRENto begin with ( WE’LL NEVER BE THOSE KIDS AGAIN… ). Maybe this is what he should’ve picked up on–the DISDAIN for the child-like antics.
Surely anyone else in their respected temples would’ve said something for it was not HEwho suggested the sprint in the first place nor did he seem to stop the one who did. Was that the transgression? Who knows. But unlike his GUILT-FREE comrade, Shiryu stilled himself, brows narrowing some at the older saint. Why not leave? Why—he was given the OK to go was he not? Logic told his mind & body to go; that there was no immediate threat here ( Kanon knew better this time around–bronze did not mean feebile ) but instinct said HALT.
It was not hard to piece together just WHAT the keeper of the gemini temple was after–for anybody else respectfully. Oh, If only that was the first actual thought to pop in his head. ❛ I’m sorry but, have I DISRESPECTED you in some way? ❜ tone of voice went from light & friend to hold a slightly more guarded roughness to it. Picking a fight? GODS NO. Do not mistake his guard for confrontation. It was not that long ago when both saints stood on the opposing ends of one another, ready to ANNIHILATE each other for their own purposes. It felt like a world ago; time told different.
Shiryu attempted to remove the tone from his voice. There was no need for a fight on SACRED GROUND. Although the SANCTUARY is meant for those to train & be better, it is just for that—to be better. Not to settle any ARBITRARY score.
