[He needed to take a walk outside to clear his head. A funny thing to say perhaps, when there's barely anything there that he remembers. There was that dream of course, but that was all fuzzy figures and fragmented timelines he couldn't make sense of at all. It's a disconcerting ordeal, and he's not sure how to deal with it.
Perhaps there's significance in his trailing up to a nearby clock shop. At least, these crafts pieces have some semblance of time. They know what hour, minute, and second they exist in at this moment. He, on the other hand, is so confused, he almost doesn't feel present, like this itself is another dream.
And the voice that beckons plucks him out of his reverie. He's about to remark with a "huh?" when his wings spring out from his back and he yelps instead. It's by some stroke of luck that the kickback that breaks his balance knocks him away rather than toward the stranger. No one wants a feathered appendage smacking them in the face.]
A-ah, I'm sorry about that! [He scrambles to accordion his wings back into place -- quite the ordeal. When he folds them down, he looks back up and notices the stranger adorned with a pair of wings of his own.] Oh, you're one too. A haibane, that is.
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Perhaps there's significance in his trailing up to a nearby clock shop. At least, these crafts pieces have some semblance of time. They know what hour, minute, and second they exist in at this moment. He, on the other hand, is so confused, he almost doesn't feel present, like this itself is another dream.
And the voice that beckons plucks him out of his reverie. He's about to remark with a "huh?" when his wings spring out from his back and he yelps instead. It's by some stroke of luck that the kickback that breaks his balance knocks him away rather than toward the stranger. No one wants a feathered appendage smacking them in the face.]
A-ah, I'm sorry about that! [He scrambles to accordion his wings back into place -- quite the ordeal. When he folds them down, he looks back up and notices the stranger adorned with a pair of wings of his own.] Oh, you're one too. A haibane, that is.