Zul'Zae'ju'Jin
the Hugger Troll
He was concerned it wasn't some part of her imagination but he had not seen or heard anything beyond a load thunk on the floor, and he had surmised that had belonged to her in some way. The dark always had the effect of playing tricks on people but sometimes those tricks were actual truths. He sighed and got into bed hoping the morning would come quickly. Knowing how fickle luck was, it was equally likely that she hadn't been seeing things and there had been an intruder. He knew he would sleep easier knowing his door was open and that'd he'd wake to further disturbances. He doubted it though, it didn't make much sense to try again so soon. It wasn't too long before he did eventually fall to sleep, his snores filling the room with a surety.
Morning came and he woke to a brightly filled room. He rolled to his back and rubbed his face free from all the sleep and stared up at the ceiling for a while. He spent a little moment reminding himself again that he was not in a world he knew and understood but several years into its future and currently guest to a hostess connected with some project that had unwitting pulled him out. Kaeso sighed before he rose from the bed wincing as he heard the bed make a noise in the process. He looked at it, the noise hadn't really sounded that wooden and he scratched his head slightly before shrugging and choosing something from the box to wear. Simple trousers and a shirt and both felt very comfortable. More so than he was used to. He folded his nightclothes and made the bed if only for something to do. He had noted he had woken quite early and figured he might as well tidy up and save her some work.
Once he was done, he left his room and glanced down the hall before heading to the living room come kitchen area reminding himself that she said she was taking him to what she had called a gallery. He still was curious about it. He was thirsty and he spent forever in trying to find a cup before he moved to the tap and filled it once he figured out how the tap worked. He heard movement and turned before he smiled, "Good morning... Did you get any sleep?" he asked, concerned. He was always anxious or jittery before a fight but to have an intruder in your home even if it was one that was imagined couldn't have been easy going either.
Morning came and he woke to a brightly filled room. He rolled to his back and rubbed his face free from all the sleep and stared up at the ceiling for a while. He spent a little moment reminding himself again that he was not in a world he knew and understood but several years into its future and currently guest to a hostess connected with some project that had unwitting pulled him out. Kaeso sighed before he rose from the bed wincing as he heard the bed make a noise in the process. He looked at it, the noise hadn't really sounded that wooden and he scratched his head slightly before shrugging and choosing something from the box to wear. Simple trousers and a shirt and both felt very comfortable. More so than he was used to. He folded his nightclothes and made the bed if only for something to do. He had noted he had woken quite early and figured he might as well tidy up and save her some work.
Once he was done, he left his room and glanced down the hall before heading to the living room come kitchen area reminding himself that she said she was taking him to what she had called a gallery. He still was curious about it. He was thirsty and he spent forever in trying to find a cup before he moved to the tap and filled it once he figured out how the tap worked. He heard movement and turned before he smiled, "Good morning... Did you get any sleep?" he asked, concerned. He was always anxious or jittery before a fight but to have an intruder in your home even if it was one that was imagined couldn't have been easy going either.