Jan 15, 2011 13:11
Waking up in a strange place is not exactly new to me but, usually, I at least try to make it to a room.
[He's sitting cross-legged in the middle of a street. It's not the busiest street ever, which is probably lucky because it means no one has stepped on him as he's slept. Or run him over with a carriage or something equally tragic.
He leans down and rests an elbow on his knee, his chin in his hand. He actually looks quite comfortable. And a little bored.
All right, a lot bored.]
It's too cold to be any street in En, and the scenery doesn't remind me of any Kingdom I've been to before. Certainly not Tai or Ryuu.
Ahh, the Ministers will really kill me this time.
*baka kirin,
*introduction,
this place that is not en,
c: uriko,
c: enki