{ they told him nocwich was open for everyone from different factions to interact with. he considered the information a fuzz, and now heโs back. he'd pulled up to the nearest portal since portals were familiar, and he isn't stuck in the neitherlands this go round. it can't be taking him back there. he probably shouldn't have taken thorne's word to face value, but here he was taking the risk a second time. it starts with routines. he's currently browsing the marketplace to see what will catch his attention.
one shop, after another, just browsing until he overhears there's a tattoo shop nearby. he's looking at the paper advertising outside, seeing the designs. they're all flora inspired, from what he can tell, of plants that seem nearly alien. although plenty resemble some heโs seen back home. it's a throwaway comment when he sees a shadow of a shoe approaching, considers it a random passerby, and he keeps his eyes on the designs as he speaks. }
๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ค๐ธ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ โ ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ.
one shop, after another, just browsing until he overhears there's a tattoo shop nearby. he's looking at the paper advertising outside, seeing the designs. they're all flora inspired, from what he can tell, of plants that seem nearly alien. although plenty resemble some heโs seen back home. it's a throwaway comment when he sees a shadow of a shoe approaching, considers it a random passerby, and he keeps his eyes on the designs as he speaks. }
Rock-paper-scissors on what tattoo I should get?
{ he's only half kidding. }