Aug 10, 2011 21:25
Who: Vincent Nightray and anyone?
Where: The fountain
Style: Either!
Status: Open
The blond man sits just at the edge of the fountain, his hair and clothing - a rather fancy suit - dripping wet, his entire posture defeated. He's hunched over the Dreamberry, poking at it as if he isn't sure what it is exactly still, despite having managed to send a video and have a few conversations.
He's very much uncomfortable, between the water and the strange surroundings, but that's not something that he should probably be showing.
He's doing so anyway, at the moment. At least until those who would have something to say about it show up to retrieve him.
Hopefully they won't all come. He doesn't think he can deal with them all, right now. There's just too much to attempt to process at once.
His strange eyes - one red, one gold - don't look up overtly when anyone passes by, but are watching all the same, small flicks of attention from the Dreamberry and back, as he tries to both be aware of his surroundings and the unfamiliar device.
vincent nightray,
ada vessalius,
allen walker