♔ The room was hushed;
Characters: N and Adachi
Location: Near the Volo Dorms.
Time: Backdated to late in curse week!
Style: Either or! Starting in action~
Status: CLOSED.
[ N had been warned against going out. In truth, he had tried his very best to stay with it, spending time with anyone who was in the dorms with him in order to keep himself sane. Even if he could not talk, company was nice.
However, by the end of the week, the dorms had come to feel increasingly small. N had not realized before how much he now dreaded being trapped, as if each day he spent within the walls was somehow getting him closer and closer to returning to the room he had spent his childhood in.
Finally he could take it no more, especially when afternoon came and there was no one in the dorms but him. Everything was silent, and he was lonely.
He snuck out the back, trying to keep away from the main streets. Just a quick walk. If he paid attention and kept an eye out (well, what passed for his eyes), he should be all right.
That was all forgotten, however, when a stray wandered by. N recognized it; it was one of the cats that came by the Welcoming Committee after they closed and started handing out the sandwiches left over from the day. He could not talk to her like normal, but he could follow along, hoping she was not scared of him.
Which was why a Shadow with a bright red ball-cap and hands wrapped in fabric and duct tape could be found crouching near a bench, reaching out to let a stray cat sniff one of its unnaturally long fingers. ]
Location: Near the Volo Dorms.
Time: Backdated to late in curse week!
Style: Either or! Starting in action~
Status: CLOSED.
[ N had been warned against going out. In truth, he had tried his very best to stay with it, spending time with anyone who was in the dorms with him in order to keep himself sane. Even if he could not talk, company was nice.
However, by the end of the week, the dorms had come to feel increasingly small. N had not realized before how much he now dreaded being trapped, as if each day he spent within the walls was somehow getting him closer and closer to returning to the room he had spent his childhood in.
Finally he could take it no more, especially when afternoon came and there was no one in the dorms but him. Everything was silent, and he was lonely.
He snuck out the back, trying to keep away from the main streets. Just a quick walk. If he paid attention and kept an eye out (well, what passed for his eyes), he should be all right.
That was all forgotten, however, when a stray wandered by. N recognized it; it was one of the cats that came by the Welcoming Committee after they closed and started handing out the sandwiches left over from the day. He could not talk to her like normal, but he could follow along, hoping she was not scared of him.
Which was why a Shadow with a bright red ball-cap and hands wrapped in fabric and duct tape could be found crouching near a bench, reaching out to let a stray cat sniff one of its unnaturally long fingers. ]