[and just like that, three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and qilby feels as if he's just run several marathons back to back. he's exhausted in a way he'd almost forgotten possible-- and its not as if he's the youngest he's ever been. reincarnation undoubtedly has its perks, but the endless cycle of young-old-young just makes all the inevitable periods of old age that much more frustrating.
but at the end of the day, once the kedan have come and gone and the constant stream of correspondence has dwindled to a trickle, he's finally able to rest. sitting behind his desk and leaning over the thing with his forehead on his arm, he looks for all the world like a giant hat on a table.
the hat speaks, should he hear anyone walk in. he's a very tired-sounding hat.] Unless this is about coffee, I'm off-duty.
[oh, coffee. if only one thing has made this compulsory trip to another universe worth it, it's discovering you.]
10/22, post-event.
but at the end of the day, once the kedan have come and gone and the constant stream of correspondence has dwindled to a trickle, he's finally able to rest. sitting behind his desk and leaning over the thing with his forehead on his arm, he looks for all the world like a giant hat on a table.
the hat speaks, should he hear anyone walk in. he's a very tired-sounding hat.] Unless this is about coffee, I'm off-duty.
[oh, coffee. if only one thing has made this compulsory trip to another universe worth it, it's discovering you.]