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victory_road2021-06-15 02:21 pm
stardiving) wrote in victory_road2021-06-15 02:21 pm
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Who: Estinien, Ardbert, the rest of XIV house
When: June 15
Where: Goldenrod City
What: Canon update time!
Warnings/Rating: None
[The music is the first thing that draws his attention as he starts to wake. Something he hadn't missed, even if it got to the point after so long where the infuriating racket was automatically tuned out.
Fury, he hadn't missed it.
The second thing is realizing that he has a headache--like the sort he'd had after taking blows in training, or in a fight. How that had happened, he had no idea.
Third, is after so long without bathing in the heat and humidity of this place, he feels absolutely disgusting. His hair is heavy with grease and sweat and he needs a shower immediately.
He strips the bed and pillows first and foremost, tossing the linens in a corner to be dealt with in the wash before he grabs a towel and clothing and grumps his way over to the bathroom.
It's a good 45 minutes before he gets out and another 15 before he pads downstairs with his hair still damp and getting the back of his shirt wet and Iceheart plastered to his side out of concern.
When he sees a shark flying by the window along with the wind and rain, he almost gives it up and goes back to bed, but he eventually makes it down to the kitchen.]
When: June 15
Where: Goldenrod City
What: Canon update time!
Warnings/Rating: None
[The music is the first thing that draws his attention as he starts to wake. Something he hadn't missed, even if it got to the point after so long where the infuriating racket was automatically tuned out.
Fury, he hadn't missed it.
The second thing is realizing that he has a headache--like the sort he'd had after taking blows in training, or in a fight. How that had happened, he had no idea.
Third, is after so long without bathing in the heat and humidity of this place, he feels absolutely disgusting. His hair is heavy with grease and sweat and he needs a shower immediately.
He strips the bed and pillows first and foremost, tossing the linens in a corner to be dealt with in the wash before he grabs a towel and clothing and grumps his way over to the bathroom.
It's a good 45 minutes before he gets out and another 15 before he pads downstairs with his hair still damp and getting the back of his shirt wet and Iceheart plastered to his side out of concern.
When he sees a shark flying by the window along with the wind and rain, he almost gives it up and goes back to bed, but he eventually makes it down to the kitchen.]
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Oh, good. You're moving again. Though... I wouldn't leave too soon if I were you.
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Look he's not sure what time it is, but he knows that he's tired and sorely needs to be at least a little drunk to deal with this.]
The sharks, you mean. I did not miss how swiving ridiculous this place could be.