The sash he got from the vending machine seems like a horrible joke in light of his recent memory, so one Hero's Sash can be found thrown right in the fucking doorway to the hallway, next to Black's room. (You can tell it's a hero's sash because it has OUR HERO stitched in multi-colored felt-letters.)
Black won't be found anywhere near there, though his door has been left... open... Who cares about this? Not him! Not today! He'll probably care later, but for now? N o p e. There's nothing big to investigate, but it might be good to let him know if you see him :3c.
And where can you see him (provided you aren't Yosuke, Cherryblod, or Sigrun, all of which he is avoiding the ever-living fuck out of, I'm so sorry)? Well—the sewing room is a given. He's working on a golden retriever today, very determined-like. There's more bandages than usual on his hands, and some of them are actually... bloody, because he might've accidentally stabbed himself instead of just pricking himself, and that's just how today's going, I guess. There's a black and yellow lamb that's the usual size for the stuffed animals here, so that's obviously got to be for the chapel, but what's up with the dog (that is distinctly bigger than that)? And the white dress by it? It sure doesn't look like anyone here, huh.
Otherwise, there's also the chapel! He's not done with anything for it, but he's making sure he cleaned up everything from last night's party, and he needs to sit in a pew for a while. And hold his head in his hands. He's clasping... something in one of them, a silver celtic cross on a thin chain necklace, similar to your typical woman's jewelry, and when he does press his hands together his lips are moving in some silent prayer.
He's not bothering with the new floor today, so after he's through with the above he'll be in his room proper, yes. Again, the door is open, but at least he's in it and aware that it is. There's a recently opened bottle of scotch by him that's totally empty, and he's got a second one open and halfway gone. And he's got his vault-given phone in his hands, so maybe he'll be texting in the next ten minutes, who the fuck knows.
This ain't a combination of shitty ideas in the slightest, nosirree. ]
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The sash he got from the vending machine seems like a horrible joke in light of his recent memory, so one Hero's Sash can be found thrown right in the fucking doorway to the hallway, next to Black's room. (You can tell it's a hero's sash because it has OUR HERO stitched in multi-colored felt-letters.)
Black won't be found anywhere near there, though his door has been left... open... Who cares about this? Not him! Not today! He'll probably care later, but for now? N o p e. There's nothing big to investigate, but it might be good to let him know if you see him :3c.
And where can you see him (provided you aren't Yosuke, Cherryblod, or Sigrun, all of which he is avoiding the ever-living fuck out of, I'm so sorry)? Well—the sewing room is a given. He's working on a golden retriever today, very determined-like. There's more bandages than usual on his hands, and some of them are actually... bloody, because he might've accidentally stabbed himself instead of just pricking himself, and that's just how today's going, I guess. There's a black and yellow lamb that's the usual size for the stuffed animals here, so that's obviously got to be for the chapel, but what's up with the dog (that is distinctly bigger than that)? And the white dress by it? It sure doesn't look like anyone here, huh.
Otherwise, there's also the chapel! He's not done with anything for it, but he's making sure he cleaned up everything from last night's party, and he needs to sit in a pew for a while. And hold his head in his hands. He's clasping... something in one of them, a silver celtic cross on a thin chain necklace, similar to your typical woman's jewelry, and when he does press his hands together his lips are moving in some silent prayer.
He's not bothering with the new floor today, so after he's through with the above he'll be in his room proper, yes. Again, the door is open, but at least he's in it and aware that it is. There's a recently opened bottle of scotch by him that's totally empty, and he's got a second one open and halfway gone. And he's got his vault-given phone in his hands, so maybe he'll be texting in the next ten minutes, who the fuck knows.
This ain't a combination of shitty ideas in the slightest, nosirree. ]