[ So. Lyrabar. A beautiful city, full of wonder and mischief and people who perhaps really do mean well in the long run, if only they'd stop it with the money laundering and rampant capitalism. A month isn't long enough to see all that it has to offer, let alone a week.
It's such a shame about the local wildlife. Such a shame indeed.
This is... after that. How long after is hard to say, exactly, as time stopped making sense when they woke up. Which is probably bad? Like how the strange not-quite-hole in their memories is classifiable as 'bad', especially since they don't know what it was, only that it was- important, an anchor keeping a box of glass shards swept safely out of reach. Being alone makes it worse, but finding him didn't-
they couldn't-
and the thought of testing the Oath and hearing nothing but silence was too awful to risk. So the next best thing was just waiting it out, somewhere near enough to people that they'd follow along out of reflexive habit, or at the very least be watched for further signs of Stupidity. If they can just hold on for a little while, they can find him and work out what happened. Right?
Yeah, bad idea in hindsight. They didn't need reminding of that, thanks much, Qrow. And the longer that conversation went on, the worse that feeling got, until the bubbling anger and shame-worry-fear and everything else threatened to become something truly Unfortunate - so they left! Hid like a bad dream and ran all the way home.
This leads to now, where there's a muffled thump against a particular door in a particular part of the royal guard apartments. The kind of thump that comes from someone not seeing a door at all until it very rudely stopped them. ]
sometime in week 2 of june, after the sharkening and subsequent Bad Decisions
It's such a shame about the local wildlife. Such a shame indeed.
This is... after that. How long after is hard to say, exactly, as time stopped making sense when they woke up. Which is probably bad? Like how the strange not-quite-hole in their memories is classifiable as 'bad', especially since they don't know what it was, only that it was- important, an anchor keeping a box of glass shards swept safely out of reach. Being alone makes it worse, but finding him didn't-
they couldn't-
and the thought of testing the Oath and hearing nothing but silence was too awful to risk. So the next best thing was just waiting it out, somewhere near enough to people that they'd follow along out of reflexive habit, or at the very least be watched for further signs of Stupidity. If they can just hold on for a little while, they can find him and work out what happened. Right?
Yeah, bad idea in hindsight. They didn't need reminding of that, thanks much, Qrow. And the longer that conversation went on, the worse that feeling got, until the bubbling anger and shame-worry-fear and everything else threatened to become something truly Unfortunate - so they left! Hid like a bad dream and ran all the way home.
This leads to now, where there's a muffled thump against a particular door in a particular part of the royal guard apartments. The kind of thump that comes from someone not seeing a door at all until it very rudely stopped them. ]