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witchesreign2013-07-06 03:41 pm
corruptedsouls) wrote in witchesreign2013-07-06 03:41 pm
[Glitch-1] / [Action]
[That he was back in Garden was almost more than Tobias could have hoped. It had taken him some time to actually get his brain to accept that, yes, this was real, he was here. The note was the same, the same uniform, the same everything...
Or at least, he had hoped at least the important things were the same.
Tobias is tearing through every part of Garden he can get to, looking a mix of frantic and searching. Because he's focused more on whatever it is that he's trying to find, he's crashing into people and even walls or doors occasionally, almost like there's just something taking up so much of his mind he doesn't have space left to actually be aware of where he's going.
The occasional smacks into a door have actually made his face hurt a bit, so his frenzied running is occasionally mixed with pauses to try to rub the stringing out.
And through it all, either on his heels, his head, or shoulder, is the usual yellow electric mouse chilling on his shoulder, occasionally expressing her displeasure.]
Or at least, he had hoped at least the important things were the same.
Tobias is tearing through every part of Garden he can get to, looking a mix of frantic and searching. Because he's focused more on whatever it is that he's trying to find, he's crashing into people and even walls or doors occasionally, almost like there's just something taking up so much of his mind he doesn't have space left to actually be aware of where he's going.
The occasional smacks into a door have actually made his face hurt a bit, so his frenzied running is occasionally mixed with pauses to try to rub the stringing out.
And through it all, either on his heels, his head, or shoulder, is the usual yellow electric mouse chilling on his shoulder, occasionally expressing her displeasure.]