Vincent Nightray
25 September 2012 @ 02:52 am
[ a yawwwwwn, loud amid the sound of crackling leaves. ]

Noisy, noisy. . .

[ a soft and startled burst of laughter, as if there's a joke to be found in that. more leaves rustle dryly before he seems to recall himself. ]

—oh. I don't suppose anybody has enough to spare at the moment for a game. . . ?