After everything is said and done, he's wandering the halls like a ghost, tail curled desultorily around his leg and smiley-face stocking cap pulled down over his shaved head.
He did have a mission vaguely in mind, to see if anyone else needed some rations from his backpack, and he's still sort of doing that, but as he wanders, his mind is clearly somewhere else. His fireplace poker drags with a thin scraping sound on the floor tiles, and in a low, clear tenor, he sings the broken words to an old Everclear song to himself.
If the ghosts don't like it, tough shit. And if anyone else is listening, hopefully they'll recognize it's friendly company and not stab him. Again.
"I just wanna see some palm trees, I will find a way to shake away this disease..."
Building 316 | Later in the evening
After everything is said and done, he's wandering the halls like a ghost, tail curled desultorily around his leg and smiley-face stocking cap pulled down over his shaved head.
He did have a mission vaguely in mind, to see if anyone else needed some rations from his backpack, and he's still sort of doing that, but as he wanders, his mind is clearly somewhere else. His fireplace poker drags with a thin scraping sound on the floor tiles, and in a low, clear tenor, he sings the broken words to an old Everclear song to himself.
If the ghosts don't like it, tough shit. And if anyone else is listening, hopefully they'll recognize it's friendly company and not stab him. Again.
"I just wanna see some palm trees, I will find a way to shake away this disease..."
OOC: I can do brackets or prose as requested!