in the hallway

[world_roof]

It's late and past Tibet's China imposed curfew, so why one wonders, would the kid be still outside his room? The answer is simple. Kiyakyak doesn't fit through the door.

*Tibet is sleeping, utterly exhausted from the events that day, on his bovine's back. She is also resting on the floor, acting as a sort of furry wall, preventing anyone from

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[basnyn]

*Egypt had just left Rome's room and ran into one of the "gifts" the Fuwa had left for him - a handsome golden jackal who just happened to have been the one who had the key to his room the entire time. He stops - unable to go any further*

... Tibet. *Just the boy he had been looking for*

[aphanimals]

*bats her eyes at Gupta, and rotates her shoulders - the movement waking up the kid*

*notices attractive man smells like poodle creature, and stores that information away for later*

[world_roof]

*rubs his eye groggily and yawns* Good morning, Mr. Hass-"yaaawn".

[basnyn]

*decides his name sounds good with a yawn at the end. He approaches him and places a hand on Tibet's head* It isn't morning.

[world_roof]

Would you like something then? Can I help you somehow? Is something important going on? A party?

Oh, and do you have a hammer?

[basnyn]

*shakes his head* No, I don't have a hammer, not right now. I'm sure I have some in my room.

Tibet... *he hesitates* Have you been... praying?

[world_roof]

*the look he gives him is ruined, as the child is still partially asleep *

Most of my time, I pray. I do it whenever I can.

[basnyn]

No...I mean were you praying to my... 'ghost' friend?

*Egypt decides that the best thing he can do is pick Tibet up and carry him to his room - at least his room has double doors and can fit a giant yak*

[aphanimals]

*protective yak is protective and delicately takes one hoof and compresses Egypt's barefoot*

[basnyn]

*really, do you LIKE abusing Egypt? If you don't like him, you should tell me so. D:*

*takes a step back before he gets his foot crushed - good thing he hasn't picked anyone up yet.*

[world_roof]

*gasps and swats at his mom yak*

No! No Kiyakyak! We do not step on our friends. Please apologize to Mr. Hassan!

I'm sorry! She says she wasn't wasn't going to break it, just step on it a little... *looks scandalized at his yak*
You could have broken his foot?!

[basnyn]

*staring, almost appalled at the yak* I don't think anything that big can step on anything 'a little'....

[world_roof]

She doesn't know her own strength sometimes. I think she still thinks she's just a baby yak. (in the case of kiyakyak, neither of these are actually true)
You aren't hurt are you?
*leaning over her back to peer worriedly at his foot*

[basnyn]

No, I'm alright. *takes another step back. Really is not in the mood to suffer more injuries*

[world_roof]

You look pale. Are you feeling alright? Would you like to sit down? *indicates that both yak and floor are wonderful places to sit down*

[basnyn]

*would really rather not sit on the floor or near that yak*

..... I'm fine.