[ This isn't the rudest awakening he's ever had, but it's up there for one of the strangest that's for certain. Waking up in a luxurious suite like the Tulip suite is very, very new.
What's even more new is waking up right next to someone. G'raha dislodges himself from the blanket burrito and then the little mountain of pillows he's inevitably sunken down into, and practically bounces up out of bed. He's flustered and it's obvious in the way his ears lay flat on his head. ]
Are you all right? I realize now that was quite the rude awakening.
[ You know, all his flailing around and all.
The rest of his time in the Tulip suite is spent looking around for any clues or signs of why they might be here or how they got here. Too bad he comes up with nothing. He'll offer his fellow roommates a little smile as he tries to decipher some of that writing on the writing desk in the sitting room with no real success.
He doesn't spend forever in the suite, however. Getting his bearings is important and so he'll be out and about in an attempt to do just that. One of his stops is the Banquet Hall, where he stops and ponders over the bread for a long, long moment.
G'raha even takes one of the portions—a roll—but he puts it back and decides against eating any of it at all, a frown settled on his face.
His next destination is the plaques, where he spends time poring over each and every one of the statues and their accompanying plaque, eyes lighting up in recognition at one other than his own, even if he says nothing of it. ]
'Tis a surprising amount of particulars on each of us.
[ And a surprising amount of them here in general.
Finally, G'raha stations himself at the library like any good little nerd would. And just like a nerd of his caliber, he's making use of the bookwheel, with books ranging from geology to cooking to fashion arranged on each little shelf. He's got to learn as much as he possibly can, after all. ]
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What's even more new is waking up right next to someone. G'raha dislodges himself from the blanket burrito and then the little mountain of pillows he's inevitably sunken down into, and practically bounces up out of bed. He's flustered and it's obvious in the way his ears lay flat on his head. ]
Are you all right? I realize now that was quite the rude awakening.
[ You know, all his flailing around and all.
The rest of his time in the Tulip suite is spent looking around for any clues or signs of why they might be here or how they got here. Too bad he comes up with nothing. He'll offer his fellow roommates a little smile as he tries to decipher some of that writing on the writing desk in the sitting room with no real success.
He doesn't spend forever in the suite, however. Getting his bearings is important and so he'll be out and about in an attempt to do just that. One of his stops is the Banquet Hall, where he stops and ponders over the bread for a long, long moment.
G'raha even takes one of the portions—a roll—but he puts it back and decides against eating any of it at all, a frown settled on his face.
His next destination is the plaques, where he spends time poring over each and every one of the statues and their accompanying plaque, eyes lighting up in recognition at one other than his own, even if he says nothing of it. ]
'Tis a surprising amount of particulars on each of us.
[ And a surprising amount of them here in general.
Finally, G'raha stations himself at the library like any good little nerd would. And just like a nerd of his caliber, he's making use of the bookwheel, with books ranging from geology to cooking to fashion arranged on each little shelf. He's got to learn as much as he possibly can, after all. ]