Fly away home

[inthecolosseum]

[A lazily, cumbersome flying shadow is visible out over the water to anyone at a window or out on the waterline, heading towards the shoreline to eventually alight there. The fanged creature doesn't look remotely capable of flight by any mundane understanding of physics, but, wings unfurled, it still manages to bob buoyantly through the air until it settles weightlessly on the ground.]

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[eraser_rain]

[Mikami walks along the beach with a notepad, taking fairly well measured, even steps, checking his watch and tending to amateur cartography as one is prone to doing. He's hardly the first map maker and frankly he's pretty amateurish at it.

Upon seeing Ryuk, he screams. This is also something people seem prone to doing. While he's an amateur map maker and not the first person to react thusly to a Shinigami or even this particular Shinigami or even to react thusly to this Shinigami on this island, he's a pretty good screamer at least. Also he has this pointing thing down pat, just in case anyone had any doubts as to what he was screaming about. In dark times of ambiguity and uncertainty, it's good to be specific.]

[airlynx]

[Atsushi rubs his eyes once again from his position behind a rock half his size. As the shadow of the house falls on him, he seems to offer the appearance of another, less good-looking rock that is nestled behind the one in front. He had rushed outside at once after, when on the way out of the kitchen, he had seen the black figure fly by. He had been half-expecting the figure to be gone by then, as most of his hallucinations did, but there it was, a few feet away. Once Atsushi finishes rubbing his eyes, he does it again.]