Characters:
patchworkdoctor and
staybl00ponyboy.
Location: The Park
Time: ~6:30 AM; superdated to after the event? just so I don't screw my timelines over.
Style: I'll start with action, but if you want prose, go for it! I'll match you.
Status: Closed but open to spectators, unless blood/wounds makes you squick.
If you'd like to have Equius bring someone in, like Gamzee or Lea or someone afterwards, that's totally okay with me! just so long as I know they're coming XD
[He had made the offer for stragglers to join him at 7, but this was a special case. Stein made a point to be up and moving by 630 in the morning anyways; it was good practice (and helped him survive the odd souls coming in now and again) to let himself relax, go through the motions of his normal routine and just let his Perception pick everyone up that he could. He'd filter through souls without stopping to comtemplate them. It was calming, in its own way - if he zoned out enough, he could almost feel the wavelengths he was used to, the ones he missed.
But this morning, he had an appointment!
It would be a lie to say the trolls did not fascinate him. He wanted to know everything about them. What better way to begin observing them than working close to one of their own, and with something as innocent as training..? From what he could tell, this particular troll wasn't a favorite with the others, but he didn't mind. He'd pick the stragglers up first if he had to.
My my, doctor. Aren't you morbid.
He slipped out of his lab coat, draping it over his computer chair on the edge of the grass and walked towards the middle of the little field, waiting for his guest.]