Sancturio
I'm Strange.
Seifer eventually had given up trying to stay awake, he had shut his eyes and fallen asleep, while sleeping his body had lost balance. The sudden release of concentration had created a thumping noise as he plopped off the railing onto the edge where grass sits loosely. His body was comfortable as he practically breathed the dirt and all its properties inside. Then with a sneeze his unconscious body moved an arm to wipe the little amount of snot that hung fearlessly from his nose. Then with another moment he rumbled around his pack was under his arm, his head rested upon that for support; the pillow, the grass; the bed. It was all too obvious now. He had officially fallen asleep, making use of what he had he didn't make it seem all too bad. The time he would await here either until woken, or himself awakens would depend on how long he stayed out here just being a bird's target for shards of undigested rocks that hung in their gizzards. Nothing of which he wanted part of, as sooner or later he would most likely be hit as the trees above and near him rustled next to the sidewalks before the school building. It was magnificent for nature life to be so perfect, yet so crappy. An leaf fell with an floating essence landing next to his cheek his eyes fluttered and remained shut with a small smile tugging on his ever so pressed lips with little air escaping, only from his nose.