[Takao wakes up in his room with a hand on his head and groans. Is this what a hangover feels like? Did someone spike the punch at that birthday party? The situation is more complicated and sinister, as a glance out the blinds reveals - at least this creepy kidnapper didn't change his clothes, because he stands up dressed in modern hat, sweater, pants, and vest, the last of which includes pockets where he puts that key. Safe from locking himself out, Takao is ready to leave the room and start walking through the hallway of the first floor, where he woke up in 104, and then the ground floor. He's decently open to conversation, asking the others passing by:]
Hey, do you happen to have a phone on you?
[So upon leaving the hotel Takao successfully recovers his rickshaw. Because that's just what he needed. No, this is lousy, he's not the one who needs it. The discovery just leaves him crankier than before, combined with the lack of particularly satisfying explanations inside the hotel. It's not like he can leave it behind, though, so he's walking it along by the handlebars. Pacing through the city, he can be found whistling, his free hand fussing with that pesky Envy pendant in the same direction as the arrow symbol.
Before long, he reaches the void, and he stops walking, just sticks out his hand, squinting to see how far his arm extends before the darkness blurs it out.]
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Hey, do you happen to have a phone on you?
[So upon leaving the hotel Takao successfully recovers his rickshaw. Because that's just what he needed. No, this is lousy, he's not the one who needs it. The discovery just leaves him crankier than before, combined with the lack of particularly satisfying explanations inside the hotel. It's not like he can leave it behind, though, so he's walking it along by the handlebars. Pacing through the city, he can be found whistling, his free hand fussing with that pesky Envy pendant in the same direction as the arrow symbol.
Before long, he reaches the void, and he stops walking, just sticks out his hand, squinting to see how far his arm extends before the darkness blurs it out.]
This is seriously freaky...
((These are both Saturday prompts!))