08∙00∙00 ☇ action.

[saidrepent]

[Ever since that unfortunate curse from last week, Raymond has been doing his best to avoid the network completely; he doesn't know if he can put up with any further ridicule. He would be doing his best to avoid people in general, as well, but after the worsened ticking from this past week, he's put himself in the habit of staying out among the crowd as much as he possibly can.

Just in time for the already large crowds to swell this weekend, it seems.

He looks out from his spot near the fountain with a heavy sigh. With any luck no one will notice him, but he hasn't counted on luck in quite some time.]

(OOC: open to fourth-wall harassment, hit him up!)

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[minutus]

Don't have the time for me, Timekeeper? Cause I'm figuring out that this doesn't look like any time zone I've seen before. [Not that he's actually seen any other zones, but no one had to know that.] And, well, [He shifts his shoulders, straightening his jacket.] I don't seem to be losing anything for the trip here.

[saidrepent]

[Look at how not impressed he is.]

Good for you. Why don't you walk around, then, see the sights? Take your time. [And leave him out of it.]

[minutus]

[Oh, now he knows you're trying to get rid of him. Raymond. If he wasn't curious before, he definitely is now.]

Ah, is that what you're doing here? [He makes a play at looking like he's thinking about it for a moment, before coming to the conclusion:] Odd, that. You never seemed like the sightseeing type. Always in such a rush.

[saidrepent]

Now, when did I say that? [Raymond is still doing a fairly impeccable job at keeping his feathers from being visibly ruffled.] Something tells me you're reading a little too much into things, Minuteman. I wonder why that could be.