Roger that! [And thank god. He was itching to escape.
So he does, hopping to his feet (almost tripping, usual business) and moving to the upstairs as quietly as a Wild Tiger really can; bone-tired, yeah. For someone who's been 'dreaming' for days, he's so tired. He turns on the shower and just sits under it, laying backward, forgetting time for a moment. Thirty minutes tick by before he jerks back awake. He easily takes another 20 minutes caught up in staring at himself.
Tch... his beard is trying to grow in. It's been a few days since he shaved his chin into its usual appearance; faint, but still there. He'll fix that with a razor. Rubs a hand over the scarred flesh on his neck with something pouting, possibly dipping into tragic.
He's proud of the other scars. The burns from H-01, the shoulder wound from Lunatic. The one on his arm and at his collar, not so much. With a sigh, he drops his hand.]
What would you say, if you saw me now, Tomoe?
Maa... Probably slap my face between your hands and tell me to shape up.
1/2 nope nope it's longer than expected
So he does, hopping to his feet (almost tripping, usual business) and moving to the upstairs as quietly as a Wild Tiger really can; bone-tired, yeah. For someone who's been 'dreaming' for days, he's so tired. He turns on the shower and just sits under it, laying backward, forgetting time for a moment. Thirty minutes tick by before he jerks back awake. He easily takes another 20 minutes caught up in staring at himself.
Tch... his beard is trying to grow in. It's been a few days since he shaved his chin into its usual appearance; faint, but still there. He'll fix that with a razor. Rubs a hand over the scarred flesh on his neck with something pouting, possibly dipping into tragic.
He's proud of the other scars. The burns from H-01, the shoulder wound from Lunatic. The one on his arm and at his collar, not so much. With a sigh, he drops his hand.]
What would you say, if you saw me now, Tomoe?
Maa... Probably slap my face between your hands and tell me to shape up.