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first breath ✧ action
[There's a pale, shirtless figure walking through the woods just outside town. His footsteps are silent, and the book he holds in one hand remains unopened. The only article of clothing he found at the scene when he awoke was his hat, which he's returned to its rightful place on his head. He'd be normal looking if not for the face-like growths covering the upper portion of his body.
Despite his attempts to go unnoticed, Isamu's presence is announced by the occasional bit of wildlife fleeing from his presence.
At one point he stops and glances around apprehensively.] ...Naoki?
[If you're not Naoki Kashima, he will have very little interest in you. Feel free to attempt conversation anyway, however.]
Despite his attempts to go unnoticed, Isamu's presence is announced by the occasional bit of wildlife fleeing from his presence.
At one point he stops and glances around apprehensively.] ...Naoki?
[If you're not Naoki Kashima, he will have very little interest in you. Feel free to attempt conversation anyway, however.]
[Action] |D I'm off to bed now, talk to you tomorrow o/
Definitely not "nothing"... It's a lot to happen in one day, isn't it? Maybe resting for a while would be good.
[Action] Night!
Yeah. Maybe. [He's not quite pushy enough to try taking a bed (mostly since that would require moving again) so he tries to make himself comfortable on the sofa. The wings are a nuisance, and he ends up on his side.]
We're finding a way out of here, though.
[Action]
Naoki watches him for a couple of moments and nods. He settles a little in the chair he’s sitting in.]
Mm, right.
[Action]
[And is Naoki just going to sit there? It's making him feel self-conscious. He frowns, then turns around so that the demi-fiend just gets a view of his back.]