[open] And sometimes I dream..
[ Characters ] Vincent Nightray and any body that wants to stumble across him.
[ Location ] Grincat Village
[ Date/Time ] March 10th(?), Mid-afternoonish
[ Warning ] None for the moment, other than a sleeping Vincent.
[ Content ] After going out on his own to gather any information he could from the residentsand see if he could find cigarettes for the addict, Vince ends up collapsing out in the middle of the street. Anyfoolishkind person care to help the man?
After a while of passing them by, and stopping others to speak with, Vincent had gotten rather use to the fact that those who lived here had no faces. It even had started to amuse him a little as they were so cheery and warm in their passing greetings to him when he had walked into the village. Even asking if he needed any help.
However, it was fustrating on the round about answers they gave him whenver he asked about Wonderland. Each person nearly said the same exact thing as the last. Perhaps he should have tried going to one of the Roleholders that had brought everyone here. It could be possible they'd have been more helpful than that Watchmaker man had been, given what Gilbert had told him about the place.
Sadly, that venture would not be happening at the moment. He may not have been able to summon his Chain, but it did still have it's hold over him. Vincent's steps had slowly grown slower as he walked, untill they had finally come to a stop. Collapsing to the ground was normal at times for him, even if it became an inconvenience to others.
He was fast asleep before he hit the ground, curled up somewhat on his side right where people walked once he did. Normally this happend in a place he was familiar with, or had people around who would either watch over him untill he awoke or attempt to carry him to a couch or bed. Vincent wasn't so lucky here, now was he?
[ Location ] Grincat Village
[ Date/Time ] March 10th(?), Mid-afternoonish
[ Warning ] None for the moment, other than a sleeping Vincent.
[ Content ] After going out on his own to gather any information he could from the residentsand see if he could find cigarettes for the addict, Vince ends up collapsing out in the middle of the street. Anyfoolishkind person care to help the man?
After a while of passing them by, and stopping others to speak with, Vincent had gotten rather use to the fact that those who lived here had no faces. It even had started to amuse him a little as they were so cheery and warm in their passing greetings to him when he had walked into the village. Even asking if he needed any help.
However, it was fustrating on the round about answers they gave him whenver he asked about Wonderland. Each person nearly said the same exact thing as the last. Perhaps he should have tried going to one of the Roleholders that had brought everyone here. It could be possible they'd have been more helpful than that Watchmaker man had been, given what Gilbert had told him about the place.
Sadly, that venture would not be happening at the moment. He may not have been able to summon his Chain, but it did still have it's hold over him. Vincent's steps had slowly grown slower as he walked, untill they had finally come to a stop. Collapsing to the ground was normal at times for him, even if it became an inconvenience to others.
He was fast asleep before he hit the ground, curled up somewhat on his side right where people walked once he did. Normally this happend in a place he was familiar with, or had people around who would either watch over him untill he awoke or attempt to carry him to a couch or bed. Vincent wasn't so lucky here, now was he?