Some part of him thinks he shouldn't wake up. Some part of him is angry that he's woken up, though a bit of thoughtful examination is unhelpful in determining why that is. But now that he is up, he looks around, looks down at his bandages and his wounds and frowns at them, as they are as unfamiliar as everything else. He takes a moment to take stock otherwise, of his body, his mind, and after a moment he reaches his hand out to call one of his weapons to hand (he remembers those, feels them like an extension of himself) but the whole thing is interrupted by a nurse. Smoothly, as if he'd merely been stretching, he draws his arm back and then it's just a matter of playing the ever patient patient to get her to leave.
Not here. Which is where he'd prefer to be.
It's a simple enough matter to sneak out, and his trip to the sheriff's station and thankfully, they hand over his things without much fuss at all. The suit and the coat feel like he's putting his skin back into place. The hat, well: somehow, despite remembering so little, he can say with the utmost confidence that he feels like himself again.
The umbrella is simply a nice addition, and he's glad to have it.
Which leaves him with the town before him, a main street he hardly knows and shops he determines he'll soon learn. After all, it's a beautiful day for a stroll... ]
option three: pta bakesale
[ Is there anything more delightful than a beautiful day scented with pastries and filled to the brim with the denizen of their wonderful little town?
Yes. Ardyn would say there definitely is, and it mostly involves a large number of corpses, but no one asked him. Well, other than the narration and that doesn't count.
All the same, he can't say he doesn't enjoy the pastries at the very least, and given the funds at his disposal, he is allowing himself to indulge. Though he's amusing himself a game of it, charming the various mothers to see if he can start a fight or at the very least a long running cold war-like feud.
So sue him. It's amusing. ]
option four: network
If you had to pick your favorite part about this town, what would it be? I'm just curious, of course. No pressure.
Ardyn Izunia | FFXV |
option one: welcome to wayward pines
Some part of him thinks he shouldn't wake up. Some part of him is angry that he's woken up, though a bit of thoughtful examination is unhelpful in determining why that is. But now that he is up, he looks around, looks down at his bandages and his wounds and frowns at them, as they are as unfamiliar as everything else. He takes a moment to take stock otherwise, of his body, his mind, and after a moment he reaches his hand out to call one of his weapons to hand (he remembers those, feels them like an extension of himself) but the whole thing is interrupted by a nurse. Smoothly, as if he'd merely been stretching, he draws his arm back and then it's just a matter of playing the ever patient patient to get her to leave.
Not here. Which is where he'd prefer to be.
It's a simple enough matter to sneak out, and his trip to the sheriff's station and thankfully, they hand over his things without much fuss at all. The suit and the coat feel like he's putting his skin back into place. The hat, well: somehow, despite remembering so little, he can say with the utmost confidence that he feels like himself again.
The umbrella is simply a nice addition, and he's glad to have it.
Which leaves him with the town before him, a main street he hardly knows and shops he determines he'll soon learn. After all, it's a beautiful day for a stroll... ]
option three: pta bakesale
Yes. Ardyn would say there definitely is, and it mostly involves a large number of corpses, but no one asked him. Well, other than the narration and that doesn't count.
All the same, he can't say he doesn't enjoy the pastries at the very least, and given the funds at his disposal, he is allowing himself to indulge. Though he's amusing himself a game of it, charming the various mothers to see if he can start a fight or at the very least a long running cold war-like feud.
So sue him. It's amusing. ]
option four: network
of course. No pressure.