OUT OF THE CABIN INTO THE TREE: (for channellings)
[It's not like Huaisang has woken up not in his bed before. The amount of times he's dozed off while painting, waking up with ink smeared on his hands or face. Or even sitting beside the cage of whatever current pet bird he's got, listening to it sing or just admiring it late in the night. Now. A tree. That's different.
And terrifying.
He almost falls out of it immediately, the shriek of abject terror as he hugs one of the larger branches he's precariously laying on echoing through the surrounding area. It he weren't so high up he'd just climb down, but it's not that simple! Or maybe he's overreacting. Maybe it's not that high up, but as he peers down it looks like miles. Where in the hell was he and how did he end up UP here any way?! Cloudy memories try to clamor over one another in his mind, but he's too afraid at the moment to pay them much attention. Instead, with no care for his dignity, he'll cry out loudly.]
Da-ge! Da-ge save me!
[Someone please come help the mass of fancy robes stuck up in the tree, thank you.]
JUST A LITTLE PIT STOP:
[Sometime after his rescue from the very tall no good tree and a good amount of wandering around. He does end up separated from his new eccentric friend. The place he finds is unlike anything he'd seen before, but he can at least tell one thing. It's run down or looks it. With some caution he'll peer in through the many windows. Some boarded up and others broken or cracked. He... doesn't see anyone at first, so maybe it's safe to go in.
Maybe something inside will explain what's going on.
Pushing the door open to head inside a bell sounds above him and Huaisang is momentarily alarmed. Well, if there is anyone in here they know someone is here with them now. Clutching his fan in his hands tightly he steps as quiet as he can, not wanting to make anymore noise, looking around curiously. It's completely different inside. Unlike the outside it looks well kept in here, even if a lot of what he sees is a puzzle to him. There's so much to take in he's not sure even where to start, but something catches his attention, a pleasant smell, and an empty stomach carries him over to where it's coming from.
Anyone who happens in will see a young man in heavy robes standing before the hot food roller, contemplating if he should risk eating whatever these strange long things might be. They look like some strange longer version of a spring roll... look, maybe he can try just a nibble.]
Nie Huaisang | OTA
[It's not like Huaisang has woken up not in his bed before. The amount of times he's dozed off while painting, waking up with ink smeared on his hands or face. Or even sitting beside the cage of whatever current pet bird he's got, listening to it sing or just admiring it late in the night. Now. A tree. That's different.
And terrifying.
He almost falls out of it immediately, the shriek of abject terror as he hugs one of the larger branches he's precariously laying on echoing through the surrounding area. It he weren't so high up he'd just climb down, but it's not that simple! Or maybe he's overreacting. Maybe it's not that high up, but as he peers down it looks like miles. Where in the hell was he and how did he end up UP here any way?! Cloudy memories try to clamor over one another in his mind, but he's too afraid at the moment to pay them much attention. Instead, with no care for his dignity, he'll cry out loudly.]
Da-ge! Da-ge save me!
[Someone please come help the mass of fancy robes stuck up in the tree, thank you.]
JUST A LITTLE PIT STOP:
[Sometime after his rescue from the very tall no good tree and a good amount of wandering around. He does end up separated from his new eccentric friend. The place he finds is unlike anything he'd seen before, but he can at least tell one thing. It's run down or looks it. With some caution he'll peer in through the many windows. Some boarded up and others broken or cracked. He... doesn't see anyone at first, so maybe it's safe to go in.
Maybe something inside will explain what's going on.
Pushing the door open to head inside a bell sounds above him and Huaisang is momentarily alarmed. Well, if there is anyone in here they know someone is here with them now. Clutching his fan in his hands tightly he steps as quiet as he can, not wanting to make anymore noise, looking around curiously. It's completely different inside. Unlike the outside it looks well kept in here, even if a lot of what he sees is a puzzle to him. There's so much to take in he's not sure even where to start, but something catches his attention, a pleasant smell, and an empty stomach carries him over to where it's coming from.
Anyone who happens in will see a young man in heavy robes standing before the hot food roller, contemplating if he should risk eating whatever these strange long things might be. They look like some strange longer version of a spring roll... look, maybe he can try just a nibble.]