Ryouko Ashborn walked along the edge of the audience area, practicing his balance. The sphere of blood was moving along his hand, as he focused on it, dividing his attention to be able to hold the ball of blood aloat. The red sphere began to rotate, making a whirlpool, that flipped upside down and yet, kept going.
He neared the end of the edge and stood there, relaxed against the wall, smiling at the blood that seemed to change to different things at Random. Though this was only as busy as his mind was, it may seem different to some. He had figured that this would be best, to practice whatever he could.
He neared the end of the edge and stood there, relaxed against the wall, smiling at the blood that seemed to change to different things at Random. Though this was only as busy as his mind was, it may seem different to some. He had figured that this would be best, to practice whatever he could.