➹third flight

[shiningascent]

[What's white and gold with feathers all over? This guy, groggily wandering about Mac Anu like he's just woken up from a very, very long sleep. ...Or maybe not very long, considering this is the kid who'd set a personal record for sleeping three years straight. Not on purpose, of course

Pit stumbles into a group of NPCs as he wobbles along, rousing some complaint and concern-- 'Is he alright?' 'Watch where you're going, clumsy!'

He doesn't seem to mind, or even notice, mumbling to himself as he checks over his Relic.]

Ooogh... I just had the biggest... longest... weirdest dream. Feels like I've been out for ages.

...'Least I'm not... [yaaaawn] A ring... this... mumble grumble ...

Comments

[mercuryangel]

[This is definitely not how he was like at that feast.]

Pit? Are you all right?

[shiningascent]

[He'd recover quickly enough, rubbing sleep out of his eyes when he hears that familiar voice]

Oh... Good morning, Mia! At least, I think it's morning? Kinda hard to tell here, heh.

[mercuryangel]

I don't really know myself...

But there's something I should probably tell you.

[shiningascent]

Hmm? What's that?

[mercuryangel]

A few days ago, I saw someone that looks almost exactly like you, dressed in all black.

He called himself "Dark Pit"... do you know him?

[shiningascent]

Oh-- That's Pittoo! I didn't know he was here! Man, I must've been out pretty bad to miss that.

H-he wasn't being a jerk to you, was he?! I know he's kind of a pain sometimes...

[mercuryangel]

Not really, he just seemed frustrated.

[shiningascent]

Huh... I wonder why. Guess I'll have to go see what his problem is!

But, um, how've you been? Nothing happened while I was gone, did it?!