[ * It’s time for a good ol’ bone to the face. He summons one, and although it is magic based, it’s more solid this time around- probably meant solely for poking and/or bashing. Without mercy or sympathy for the other’s situation, he sharply jabs it in the direction of Flaps’ face in attempt to wake him up. ]
[ * Not so loud; we don’t want to disturb the guard dog quite yet. ]
📝 [REALLY NAUGHTY!!!]
📝 [That earns him a rather big, growly whine as Flaps is so rudely jolted awake. He’s quick to recoil, a paw covering his snoot – and he peers down at Pathos, glowering slightly. He evidently doesn’t recognize the other at all, but he isn’t moving to attack quite yet….]
📝 [He just looks Deeply upset by this. How Could You? Please Explain Yourself?]
[ * Well now, ain’t that convenient. And a new narrator as well! This is gonna be fun. ]
[ * Something deep within is gnawing at him, like this isn’t the best idea in the world. It might not be, but he’s not one to turn down a good time. He’s a bit surprised to see Room sleeping; doesn’t this mean that they’re just resting? It’s possible he’ll get kicked out as soon as he provokes Flaps… Hm. ]
[ * Either way, he’s off to go searching, and because the narrator isn’t the best at picturing locations and directions, it pleads with the fellow new narrator to guide our misguided protagonist here to his destination fairly quickly. ]
📝 [Ain’t it just. Hopefully it is fun!]
📝 [You’re a naughty boy, Pathos, but since I’m so kind…. I’ll give you this one.]
📝 [Right to the right of the door is a staircase – it sounds like a loud rumbly snoring coming from down there. It should be fairly easy to find his way to the sleeping dragon, following the sound down.]
📝 [When he IS found, it’s clear that he is indeed fast asleep. All curled up in the corner…. He looks pretty peaceful, really. You sure you wanna do this, bud….]
[ * This is not the normal way of going to get some fresh air, but this isn’t a normal person we’re dealing with here. That business going on with Flaps looked like something that could use some messing with, but there’s the pesky gatekeeper to deal with. Now he can kinda see where Geist is coming from, calling them the ‘little green hellion’. ….Come to think of it, it may not be the best idea to get on their bad side…. ]
[ * Oh well. What’s the worst they can do? They can’t exactly hack into a voidspace that has no electronics besides a dinky old phone. Then again, if they collaborated with his other half… Nah. Everything’s gonna be fine for him. It always is. ]
[ * For now, it’s time to see if the entrance to Flaps’ place isn’t barred, and if he can just waltz on in there like he owns the place. ]
📝 [Ohhh, Pathos. So mean! 😦 You’re lucky Runi’s asleep. They’d cry knowing you started thinking of them like that. After all that kindness they’ve tried to show you! Don’t you remember all that time spent in the dome, listening to music together…]
📝 [But I digress. The door opens easily – the home’s usual stalwart defender is curled up in the pit with a few others, resting peacefully. Granted, they wouldn’t have any reason to block his entry… But he can indeed waltz right in.]
📝 [Flaps himself isn’t anywhere to be seen, though.]
* you think you might be able to get insoles for your shoes? i’ve heard that could work wonders. beyond that i’m not sure what else i can suggest, aside from talking with a doctor about it. x:
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