[Grey does not like watching Manabu roll and splay out like that, but there's already a lot about the situation that isn't ideal so. At least the thumbs-up reassures him a bit.
Grey follows him in, ducking and stepping out onto the floor. It's carpeted, the color indiscernible in the darkness of the building. Dusty and grimy, but at least it doesn't reek of mildew. Grey steps delicately over to Manabu and holds out an arm to help him up.]
Come on. Let's get further inside.
[As soon as Manabu's upright and everything's gathered, Grey will lead Manabu further in.
It's not very warm in the building either, honestly, but they're at least out of the wind. Away from the windows it's pitch black, but they still have the flashlights from the earlier raid on the storage lockers. Most of the building is empty, but a few remnants can be seen of when it was in use. Abandoned toys and little furniture made of brightly colored plastic; a section of wall painted with drippy shapes, a mural obviously done by toddlers; a busted up baby's carseat; a laminator, for some fucking reason, lying on the floor...
Grey soon picks out an empty inner room for them to shelter in, so at least Manabu won't have to rest under the watchful eyes of any creepy dolls or whatever.]
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on 2025-01-15 01:52 am (UTC)[Grey does not like watching Manabu roll and splay out like that, but there's already a lot about the situation that isn't ideal so. At least the thumbs-up reassures him a bit.
Grey follows him in, ducking and stepping out onto the floor. It's carpeted, the color indiscernible in the darkness of the building. Dusty and grimy, but at least it doesn't reek of mildew. Grey steps delicately over to Manabu and holds out an arm to help him up.]
Come on. Let's get further inside.
[As soon as Manabu's upright and everything's gathered, Grey will lead Manabu further in.
It's not very warm in the building either, honestly, but they're at least out of the wind. Away from the windows it's pitch black, but they still have the flashlights from the earlier raid on the storage lockers. Most of the building is empty, but a few remnants can be seen of when it was in use. Abandoned toys and little furniture made of brightly colored plastic; a section of wall painted with drippy shapes, a mural obviously done by toddlers; a busted up baby's carseat; a laminator, for some fucking reason, lying on the floor...
Grey soon picks out an empty inner room for them to shelter in, so at least Manabu won't have to rest under the watchful eyes of any creepy dolls or whatever.]
Alright, let's get you warmed up.