Aug 23, 2010 21:27
[Up in one of the strange native trees, Abel appears to have found a nice, comfortable hollow to nap in. He's even hung up his hat and shortsword on a couple of convenient branches.
But since his five hours of sleep have come up, he's looking decidedly groggy - and maybe a little concerned (too mellow to be worried), as he rubs at his eyes before addressing the sphere.]
I-Is everyone still here? I haven't been left behind, have I? How long was I asleep?
[He's looking around even as he speaks, searching for something - glasses - that he's lost - on top of his head.] Ah, but this place isn't so bad, y'know! The moons almost remind me of home. Though the second one is too round.
abel nightroad [ru]