Maybe that's what it looks like on the outside, with all the bright lights and even brighter colors; in contrast, his slim black suit seems to stick out as much as it draws attention, or maybe it's the fact that he's whistling some off-key tune of relative carelessness as he makes his way up the stairs of the exotic apartment building like he's been through it a thousand times before. It doesn't really look like a dream to him, mostly because it's still just a row of neatly numbered doors and not, say, some lush penthouse suite or a huge sprawling beach house in the middle of the summer sun, but it'll do, and it's not like he has any other option, right?
So he looks, from door plate to door plate, eyes narrowed like he'll see one that he likes in particular: in reality, he just goes for one at random, tapping against it neatly with the head of his mag rod like he's being polite, but if--or when--the door doesn't open, well, he's broken into enough places to know how to get his way past a locked door. ]
Well hello there, roommates! Mind gettin' the hell out of here so I can have the place to myself?
[ It doesn't really matter to him if this is the place he's supposed to be staying or not--but maybe someone will be kind enough to accomodate him, or direct him, or even just attempt to kick him out as he comes strolling into the place. ]
▶ CLOSING THE GAP
[ Always gotta be doing his part for the Planet, huh? Or something like that.
In reality, he's not really big on whatever this sealing thing is, but if it keeps all hell from breaking loose, well, it's worth a shot. Anyway, it's not like he doesn't have his fair share of mistakes to try making up for, or at least trying to level whatever break of his karma has gotten him stuck here in the first place. He doesn't really care who his gaze finds--just that it finds someone, and that lucky person is the victim for the moonlacing he's supposed to get done in order to power up the sealing device. ]
Hey, you. Yeah, yeah, come on. Let's get this done already, huh? Don't need any of those fuckin' shadows popping up again.
[ His grip is surprisingly firm, closing in over the arm of his new companion--and he jerks them in closer, lips split into a grin that pulls wide amusement into his features. ]
You okay with little spoon? 'Cause I'm not willing to bargain.
▶ NETWORK (WILDCARD)
yo, anyone know the deets on the hair dye situation in this place?? help a guy out and he'll make it worth your while
reno / final fantasy vii remake
[ City of dreams, huh?
Maybe that's what it looks like on the outside, with all the bright lights and even brighter colors; in contrast, his slim black suit seems to stick out as much as it draws attention, or maybe it's the fact that he's whistling some off-key tune of relative carelessness as he makes his way up the stairs of the exotic apartment building like he's been through it a thousand times before. It doesn't really look like a dream to him, mostly because it's still just a row of neatly numbered doors and not, say, some lush penthouse suite or a huge sprawling beach house in the middle of the summer sun, but it'll do, and it's not like he has any other option, right?
So he looks, from door plate to door plate, eyes narrowed like he'll see one that he likes in particular: in reality, he just goes for one at random, tapping against it neatly with the head of his mag rod like he's being polite, but if--or when--the door doesn't open, well, he's broken into enough places to know how to get his way past a locked door. ]
Well hello there, roommates! Mind gettin' the hell out of here so I can have the place to myself?
[ It doesn't really matter to him if this is the place he's supposed to be staying or not--but maybe someone will be kind enough to accomodate him, or direct him, or even just attempt to kick him out as he comes strolling into the place. ]
▶ CLOSING THE GAP
[ Always gotta be doing his part for the Planet, huh? Or something like that.
In reality, he's not really big on whatever this sealing thing is, but if it keeps all hell from breaking loose, well, it's worth a shot. Anyway, it's not like he doesn't have his fair share of mistakes to try making up for, or at least trying to level whatever break of his karma has gotten him stuck here in the first place. He doesn't really care who his gaze finds--just that it finds someone, and that lucky person is the victim for the moonlacing he's supposed to get done in order to power up the sealing device. ]
Hey, you. Yeah, yeah, come on. Let's get this done already, huh? Don't need any of those fuckin' shadows popping up again.
[ His grip is surprisingly firm, closing in over the arm of his new companion--and he jerks them in closer, lips split into a grin that pulls wide amusement into his features. ]
You okay with little spoon? 'Cause I'm not willing to bargain.
▶ NETWORK (WILDCARD)
yo, anyone know the deets on the hair dye situation in this place??
help a guy out and he'll make it worth your while