[Oswald wasn't complete sure what he was looking at, and wasn't completely sure how he had gotten muddled up and wrapped into one of the lines. Any time he tried to step out or even escape the mass of people someone either got in the way or talked about some series he never heard of nor was interested in.
Anyone looking closely might notice black feathers appearing in the air around him, falling to the ground and blowing away nearly as soon as they landed. Lips pressed into a line and brow furrowed in mild confusion.
Why won't they let him leave?]
G
[What does one normally do when having been in a new world for a while?
Nap in the park, back rested against a tree, and cloak folded somewhere beside them, that's what. Or at least that was what the former Baskerville Duke was doing, it was a nice day and some things could be pretty exhausting. He even had a few little friends, a bird perched on his head with a few others pecking around him and minding their own business. Breathing softly as he dozed--
Not even paying any mind to the giant cheesewheels suddenly loosed upon the area, a cart transporting them having over-turned due to something upsetting one of the horses pulling it. One hitting the tree any inch to his left and toppling over onto the grass, another narrowly missing him at all.]
Oswald Baskerville | Pandora Hearts
Excuse me--
[Oswald wasn't complete sure what he was looking at, and wasn't completely sure how he had gotten muddled up and wrapped into one of the lines. Any time he tried to step out or even escape the mass of people someone either got in the way or talked about some series he never heard of nor was interested in.
Anyone looking closely might notice black feathers appearing in the air around him, falling to the ground and blowing away nearly as soon as they landed. Lips pressed into a line and brow furrowed in mild confusion.
Why won't they let him leave?]
G
[What does one normally do when having been in a new world for a while?
Nap in the park, back rested against a tree, and cloak folded somewhere beside them, that's what. Or at least that was what the former Baskerville Duke was doing, it was a nice day and some things could be pretty exhausting. He even had a few little friends, a bird perched on his head with a few others pecking around him and minding their own business. Breathing softly as he dozed--
Not even paying any mind to the giant cheesewheels suddenly loosed upon the area, a cart transporting them having over-turned due to something upsetting one of the horses pulling it. One hitting the tree any inch to his left and toppling over onto the grass, another narrowly missing him at all.]