[ooc; here is fine! though if you want to switch to a log we absolutely can!]
[viktor sends a 'very well' in the affirmative, turning his attention back to the hounds prowling nearby. now that he's aware there's something addling his senses it is at least easier to pick out certain unusual shifts, trailing thoughts, his sense of reality perhaps rattled more than simply waking up to learn he's apparently a squid.
he makes his way past the lumenflowers and blisters to the lamp- in truth he hasn't been very many places since waking up. his waking was a messy one, one of those lovely ones with a placenta and plenty of confusion, a slow regaining of his senses. a little irritating he wakes up to hallucinations but so far things have been peaceful enough. he's lucky and he knows it.
he'll be sitting by the lamp, only rising when people come through. it'd help if he knew what vi looked like but he thinks he can hazard a guess if she is from the undercity. so when she does get close he'll pull himself up with his crutch, eying her curiously, a little cautiously. without his knee and back brace his posture is very difficult to keep even remotely straight, very easily giving away how literal he was about 'not being built for fighting.'
hopefully this isn't all just to mug him. ah well.]
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[viktor sends a 'very well' in the affirmative, turning his attention back to the hounds prowling nearby. now that he's aware there's something addling his senses it is at least easier to pick out certain unusual shifts, trailing thoughts, his sense of reality perhaps rattled more than simply waking up to learn he's apparently a squid.
he makes his way past the lumenflowers and blisters to the lamp- in truth he hasn't been very many places since waking up. his waking was a messy one, one of those lovely ones with a placenta and plenty of confusion, a slow regaining of his senses. a little irritating he wakes up to hallucinations but so far things have been peaceful enough. he's lucky and he knows it.
he'll be sitting by the lamp, only rising when people come through. it'd help if he knew what vi looked like but he thinks he can hazard a guess if she is from the undercity. so when she does get close he'll pull himself up with his crutch, eying her curiously, a little cautiously. without his knee and back brace his posture is very difficult to keep even remotely straight, very easily giving away how literal he was about 'not being built for fighting.'
hopefully this isn't all just to mug him. ah well.]