Tir ☁ 1
Characters: Tir McDohl and you!
Location: Plaza
Time: Midday
Style: First~
Status: Open!
[ Have one young man walking through your plaza, Vatheon. While he has a look of determination on his face, he's also soaked to the bone and that the staff in his hands is being gripped a bit too tightly for someone that's untroubled. In fact, while his mouth was pulled into a firm line, his eyes continuously scanned the view of the stalls and the coral. His eyes were really the only things that got close examining anything, though, because the rest of Tir's body kept its distance from all of that.
...This really wasn't getting him anywhere; it wasn't as though he would finally find a pamphlet to explain to him what sort of dream he was having. At length, he walked over to the side of a building and let himself plop onto the ground. Keeping his staff close - just resting it over his shoulder - Tir untied his bandana and began to wring the water out of it with an exhausted sigh.
Which only leads to the bo staff sliding from his shoulder and rolling away from him. Not so far that he needs to pick himself up again and retrieve it, thankfully, but no longer right beside him, either. ]
Location: Plaza
Time: Midday
Style: First~
Status: Open!
[ Have one young man walking through your plaza, Vatheon. While he has a look of determination on his face, he's also soaked to the bone and that the staff in his hands is being gripped a bit too tightly for someone that's untroubled. In fact, while his mouth was pulled into a firm line, his eyes continuously scanned the view of the stalls and the coral. His eyes were really the only things that got close examining anything, though, because the rest of Tir's body kept its distance from all of that.
...This really wasn't getting him anywhere; it wasn't as though he would finally find a pamphlet to explain to him what sort of dream he was having. At length, he walked over to the side of a building and let himself plop onto the ground. Keeping his staff close - just resting it over his shoulder - Tir untied his bandana and began to wring the water out of it with an exhausted sigh.
Which only leads to the bo staff sliding from his shoulder and rolling away from him. Not so far that he needs to pick himself up again and retrieve it, thankfully, but no longer right beside him, either. ]