Dec 13, 2007 14:13
When Alice had helped him find his room, Carlos wasn't expecting to sleep for two full days. Not just one of those off and on sort of sleeps but such a deep one that he could hardly roll out of bed for. It was nice being able to sleep in a bed again instead of on a Hummer seat or on the ground and the fact that he had no undead to watch out for seemed to help.
After a nice long shower along with the chance to actually clean up the man soon emerged into the bar wearing kahki pants, a light blue button up shirt, and flipflops. Heck if you had a chance to wear them after five years of nothing but combat boots you'd wear them to for a little. No matter what the weather was outsie.
So the man sits at the bar eyeing the steak that's infront of him already half gone. One hand holds the form while the other part of a newspaper from some other place that wasn't his version of Earth. Seems the steak is forgotten for the time being.
Anyone is welcome to come say hello to the new guy!
alexis castle,
garion of riva