[ it takes an hour or two, but they do emerge eventually. They've always slept fitfully; no doubt trying to sleep through the daylight hours makes it worse. After waking up sporadically here and there, they finally give up on sleeping for the time being, forcing themself to their feet to confront the ordeal of existing once again. For Cinnabar, there's little to do here. Maybe less than there had been back home.
In that sense, the gift from Vangeance has been nice. It's something to do - caring for a plant like that. Their presence will probably kill it off sooner or later, but they've been doing their best to be careful with it, and so far, it seems okay. When they open the door, their shoes in one hand, they turn their head to glance at it, and their expression relaxes the slightest bit, nearing something like a smile, at seeing it looking healthy, before they return their attention to the ground, dumping some excess poison out of their footwear and onto the dirt. They'd fallen asleep wearing them - they're always afraid they'll step on something hard and fracture their leg if they're not on.
The brief peek into their daily doldrums comes to an end when the flash of red catches their eye - and, instantly, their gaze shoots up into the trees, where Vangeance stands out like a sore thumb in that getup of his. Immediately, they stiffen, surprised or defensive - probably both. ]
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In that sense, the gift from Vangeance has been nice. It's something to do - caring for a plant like that. Their presence will probably kill it off sooner or later, but they've been doing their best to be careful with it, and so far, it seems okay. When they open the door, their shoes in one hand, they turn their head to glance at it, and their expression relaxes the slightest bit, nearing something like a smile, at seeing it looking healthy, before they return their attention to the ground, dumping some excess poison out of their footwear and onto the dirt. They'd fallen asleep wearing them - they're always afraid they'll step on something hard and fracture their leg if they're not on.
The brief peek into their daily doldrums comes to an end when the flash of red catches their eye - and, instantly, their gaze shoots up into the trees, where Vangeance stands out like a sore thumb in that getup of his. Immediately, they stiffen, surprised or defensive - probably both. ]
... What are you doing out here?