Senku wasn’t the most bouncy person, but he was really dragging himself outside now. He was kind of worn out, more emotionally than physically, but he also hasn’t been sleeping outside the enforced sleep and he’s tired. Droopy.
He yawned a bit, for the purpose of going out to meet people he was in an orange shirt and his black pants.
“Hey, welcome.” He said. This was progress on his social skills, really.
When he was done greeting people, before leaving, he would stand aside and look around for someone, pointing at them.
“I need a spotter. Just...watch me.” Senku said before he unclipped his SCA and took it off without waiting for a response.
[ Note: If you choose the SCA option, please indicate what language your character speaks because Senku does not have translation services right then. ]
II. Dragging Feet & Shopping Time!
Senku was probably in the way. The thing was, the train was super, annoyingly long, he was tired and he already walked slow.
So he was kind of holding things up. It might be best to walk around him.
Eventually, though, he’d make it so he could pick up his shopping. He had a lot of shopping to pick up.
III. Senku Loves to Work
He happened to, today, be working on some bone in the training gym. As he works with this big piece, it was going to be an axe when he was done.
He was open to interruption though, glancing up whenever people came by, as though he were a bit jumpy.
IV. Resting…?
Senku wasn’t one for typically resting but by then he was really running out of steam. He’d gotten his clothes from home and he was curled up in the standard car on one of the seats, with his nose in a book.
His eyes may or may not have been fluttering.
His outfit from home was a very well worn, soft deerskin tunic of sorts which definitely made him look like he lived in the wilderness somewhere. Stained into the left chest was the equation E=MC2. His clothes looked like they’d been through a good deal, but they didn’t smell terrible or anything like that. If one were to pinpoint what the subtle scent was, it was a lot closer to a mixture of campfire, chemicals and nightshade of all things.
On Senku's lap was a tiny, pink kitten with two tails, carefully guarding his owner, maybe doing his part to keep Senku in one place and seated, finally. Orion might have had a feeling that Senku needed it.
Senku Ishigami | Orange Team
Senku wasn’t the most bouncy person, but he was really dragging himself outside now. He was kind of worn out, more emotionally than physically, but he also hasn’t been sleeping outside the enforced sleep and he’s tired. Droopy.
He yawned a bit, for the purpose of going out to meet people he was in an orange shirt and his black pants.
“Hey, welcome.” He said. This was progress on his social skills, really.
When he was done greeting people, before leaving, he would stand aside and look around for someone, pointing at them.
“I need a spotter. Just...watch me.” Senku said before he unclipped his SCA and took it off without waiting for a response.
[ Note: If you choose the SCA option, please indicate what language your character speaks because Senku does not have translation services right then. ]
II. Dragging Feet & Shopping Time!
Senku was probably in the way. The thing was, the train was super, annoyingly long, he was tired and he already walked slow.
So he was kind of holding things up. It might be best to walk around him.
Eventually, though, he’d make it so he could pick up his shopping. He had a lot of shopping to pick up.
III. Senku Loves to Work
He happened to, today, be working on some bone in the training gym. As he works with this big piece, it was going to be an axe when he was done.
He was open to interruption though, glancing up whenever people came by, as though he were a bit jumpy.
IV. Resting…?
Senku wasn’t one for typically resting but by then he was really running out of steam. He’d gotten his clothes from home and he was curled up in the standard car on one of the seats, with his nose in a book.
His eyes may or may not have been fluttering.
His outfit from home was a very well worn, soft deerskin tunic of sorts which definitely made him look like he lived in the wilderness somewhere. Stained into the left chest was the equation E=MC2. His clothes looked like they’d been through a good deal, but they didn’t smell terrible or anything like that. If one were to pinpoint what the subtle scent was, it was a lot closer to a mixture of campfire, chemicals and nightshade of all things.
On Senku's lap was a tiny, pink kitten with two tails, carefully guarding his owner, maybe doing his part to keep Senku in one place and seated, finally. Orion might have had a feeling that Senku needed it.
[Feel free to Wildcard at will.]