[020] Twentieth Nightmare [action/accidental video]
[It’s far later than Starwind is usually awake, but he jerks himself out of sleep, confused and frightened at first, and after a few more long minutes laying still, he knows that he’s not going back to sleep. Not after that nightmare.
He probably shouldn’t be standing, but he slides out of the bed, slowly and carefully, grabbing a comb and his tablet before climbing out the window and onto the roof of the house he’s calling his.
When he sets the tablet down, he inadvertently activates the video, which shows him, hair down and dressed in midnight blue silk instead of the leather he’s been wearing lately. Since he got here, really. He runs the comb through his hair several times-the entire length of it-and doesn’t seem to encounter a single knot or tangle in it. But his hands stop as she looks up at the “sky” and speaks softly, to himself.]
Starless skies…[He sighs-the stars are what he misses the most, after all, at least where the sky is concerned. After a few moments, he shakes his head and mutters something in his native language, and his hands go back to work on his hair.]
((Action for anyone who patrols the rooftops/wants to follow him out the window of the MAGIC TREEHOUSE. Video for anyone else who’s awake this late or gets to it later))
He probably shouldn’t be standing, but he slides out of the bed, slowly and carefully, grabbing a comb and his tablet before climbing out the window and onto the roof of the house he’s calling his.
When he sets the tablet down, he inadvertently activates the video, which shows him, hair down and dressed in midnight blue silk instead of the leather he’s been wearing lately. Since he got here, really. He runs the comb through his hair several times-the entire length of it-and doesn’t seem to encounter a single knot or tangle in it. But his hands stop as she looks up at the “sky” and speaks softly, to himself.]
Starless skies…[He sighs-the stars are what he misses the most, after all, at least where the sky is concerned. After a few moments, he shakes his head and mutters something in his native language, and his hands go back to work on his hair.]
((Action for anyone who patrols the rooftops/wants to follow him out the window of the MAGIC TREEHOUSE. Video for anyone else who’s awake this late or gets to it later))