Nov 24, 2011 13:47
[Let's not even acknowledge the frustration he felt when realization set in -- again -- that he wasn't where he was supposed to be. Been there, done that. Good thing he recognized the Forge, remembered that the thing functioned much like any other of the fancy gadgets T-Mobile was hocking these days, and... yeah. also remembered that the immediate "MAYBE IF I JUST GO BACK THROUGH THE DOOR EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY" instinct was just gonna lead to anti-climatic nothingness and an eventual boot right back in.
Huffing an annoyed exhale through his nose, Desmond flips his hood up. It's as cold here as it was at home. Maybe a little more.]
No eye-gouging imp thieves this time around. We're off to a better start...
[Gingerly, he turns the Forge in his hands, tapping the thing til the camera flicks on. Have a flared set of nostrils, dear viewers, at least til he lifts the thing to eye level-- ]
We're really gonna play this game again? Cuz I'm getting pretty goddamn tired of alternate realities. [understandably, that last bit there is spoken with a slight edge] Especially ones I don't get any say in when it comes to taking part. Kinda wears a guy out, y'know?
[glare, sigh, glance about]
I better at least get the free housing deal again. I wonder if that bar I was workin' at is still open... fuck me, I don't even remember where it was...
[Resigned, he turns the screen and pans over his surroundings]
I haven't gone too far from the Door. Someone wanna tell me if there's anything going on that I should be running from off the get-go?
ezio auditore da firenze,
!desmond miles,
lady,
tabitha,
dawn summers,
tyrion lannister,
bernkastel,
nathan drake