Who: Oz and
somarium Where: Warehouse hallways
Style: Either
Status: Very open
Oz had made a mental note of where his room had been before he set out on a small adventure. Honestly, he was more excited than he was nervous. It had been awhile since he last embarked on something like this, and he almost felt like Edwin, roaming through the world, not knowing what was to come next. He felt powerful. He felt like a Knight. Even though he was clad in light green, sleeping silk pants and a white shirt. He hadn't really bothered to change, considering he didn't trust the clothing in the weird room he woke in. He'd just wander instead.
Now only if he had a flashlight. That would have been fun, too. He hadn't known about such things until he came here almost a year ago. Man did time fly around here. How old was he now?... Almost sixteen. I shouldn't have lived as long as I have ... But that was another thought for another time. First thing was first. Adventure, find Alice ( ... hopefully she hadn't been causing too much trouble? ) and possibly find something better to wear.