nothing stands between us here
It's time for another round of room exploring with Noatak and Lu Ten!
Lu Ten is taking the lead this time, half humming, half singing a few snatches of songs under his breath. He can't remember more than a few lines of each of them, so in the end it's just a jumble of random folk songs, popular tunes, and snippets of a few picture shows.
"hmmhmmhmm liger bears, oh my!"
The next room he looks into seems awfully familiar... the rickety furniture. The cramped decor. The tea stains in the oddest places. Yes, it's the tea room from the old Equalist HQ. "Hey, Noatak," he calls back into the hallway. "I think I found something."
When he steps through the door completely, he feels a familiar weight upon his back. Green lenses tint his vision. And here's something else he was once accustomed to - the sensation of cowl hair.
Old room, old uniform. Good sign, right?
Lu Ten is taking the lead this time, half humming, half singing a few snatches of songs under his breath. He can't remember more than a few lines of each of them, so in the end it's just a jumble of random folk songs, popular tunes, and snippets of a few picture shows.
"hmmhmmhmm liger bears, oh my!"
The next room he looks into seems awfully familiar... the rickety furniture. The cramped decor. The tea stains in the oddest places. Yes, it's the tea room from the old Equalist HQ. "Hey, Noatak," he calls back into the hallway. "I think I found something."
When he steps through the door completely, he feels a familiar weight upon his back. Green lenses tint his vision. And here's something else he was once accustomed to - the sensation of cowl hair.
Old room, old uniform. Good sign, right?