[ Beyond the door is a better-dusted and well-lit room. It's a little on the small side; it's cluttered in a quaint way, full of old furniture and books in stacks, random odds and ends, a broom in every corner, and routes for the rats that scurry about to get around easily handmade and added to the walls and ceiling.
Inside, Urianger will find more than just rats, though. Bruno is there, along with a teenage girl who bears enough similarities to him that they could easily be related.
She's looking around the room with growing confusion. ]
You never left.
[ She says this, not quite a question but it could be. The Bruno in the vision grimaces but rebounds quickly, trying to smooth over that uncertainty. ]
Well, I- I left my tower, which was you know, a lotta stairs, and uh in here -eh? Kitchen adjacent [ He picks up an arepa from a plate left randomly around the room and then, after that, he adds, ] Plus, free entertainment!
[ Cue Bruno snagging a little handmade theater (for rats) and setting it down on the side table next to the old, overstuffed chair that, from what a casual glance would tell, seems to be the only thing in here worthwhile for sleeping in. Hm. Anyway, he sorts through a few different scenes he's made, his drawings on them colorful and rather cute. ]
So what do ya like? Sports? Game shows? Telenovelas? [ That arepa he had before? He puts it in front of the last scene he swaps to and it bribes two of the rats to come and poke their heads through the little holes for the two "actors" drawn onto the scene. There we go! Time to plop down in his chair and wave towards them. ] Their love could never be.
[ This... could be seem as humorous, if not for how manic the poor man looks, trying so hard to act like any of this is normal. The girl, his niece, certainly doesn't seem to be buying it. ]
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Inside, Urianger will find more than just rats, though. Bruno is there, along with a teenage girl who bears enough similarities to him that they could easily be related.
She's looking around the room with growing confusion. ]
You never left.
[ She says this, not quite a question but it could be. The Bruno in the vision grimaces but rebounds quickly, trying to smooth over that uncertainty. ]
Well, I- I left my tower, which was you know, a lotta stairs, and uh in here -eh? Kitchen adjacent [ He picks up an arepa from a plate left randomly around the room and then, after that, he adds, ] Plus, free entertainment!
[ Cue Bruno snagging a little handmade theater (for rats) and setting it down on the side table next to the old, overstuffed chair that, from what a casual glance would tell, seems to be the only thing in here worthwhile for sleeping in. Hm. Anyway, he sorts through a few different scenes he's made, his drawings on them colorful and rather cute. ]
So what do ya like? Sports? Game shows? Telenovelas? [ That arepa he had before? He puts it in front of the last scene he swaps to and it bribes two of the rats to come and poke their heads through the little holes for the two "actors" drawn onto the scene. There we go! Time to plop down in his chair and wave towards them. ] Their love could never be.
[ This... could be seem as humorous, if not for how manic the poor man looks, trying so hard to act like any of this is normal. The girl, his niece, certainly doesn't seem to be buying it. ]