[And with that, he's headed out to the library to find the most secluded area possible -- probably that one room down the long hallway with all the blank books, where he's been procuring some for himself to repurpose into journals.
Though he looks better than he did earlier in the month when Emily started making him his pain-killing teas, he's still more disheveled than usual -- haggard, tired. With the bloodstains still stubbornly clinging to the neck of his jacket, he's swapped it out for a black ensemble he managed to find in the stores. His tabard is still present atop it, as though it provides some sense of normalcy for him.
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Date: 2016-10-27 04:23 am (UTC)[And with that, he's headed out to the library to find the most secluded area possible -- probably that one room down the long hallway with all the blank books, where he's been procuring some for himself to repurpose into journals.
Though he looks better than he did earlier in the month when Emily started making him his pain-killing teas, he's still more disheveled than usual -- haggard, tired. With the bloodstains still stubbornly clinging to the neck of his jacket, he's swapped it out for a black ensemble he managed to find in the stores. His tabard is still present atop it, as though it provides some sense of normalcy for him.
And that's really what he needs right now.]