[Amber]

[petiteaubergine]

[The amber glows upon the face of a frustrated young man. It's turned a few degrees, then a hand slips up and messes with with tangled strands of hair. His face shifts from side to side, eyes following the outline of his face. He's fascinated with the odd little mirror. Comfortable with the outcome of his quick-fix effort, he looks up towards the hole in the ceiling.]

Now, I will surely get up there this time!

[Alla spreads his midnight-blue wings and wobbles into the air. The room around him tilts, then shrinks as he ascends. The scrunched-up lines in his face soften into a smile. He's done it!

Then, without warning, he slips from view, crashing back down onto the floor with a yelp of surprise followed by a moan.]

Oh dear... this was my best garment. Oh no...

Comments

[hairsay]

You know what, it's probably just fine. A lot of people here, though... it's good to have a buddy system. [Jo's not sure how to allude to the idea of people going missing, but it's such a common thing that it's going to be unavoidable sooner or later. She clears her throat.]

It's a matter of knocking on doors and if you see an empty place, you might as well take it. When I moved into my room it was covered in bird shit, but me and another guy cleaned it out. Now it's like new.

[petiteaubergine]

I see.

[Yet, he doesn't. Perhaps Jo is trying to tell him to be careful whom he befriends.

His face scrunches at the description of her messy room. If birds are so big then their...well, that was a rude thought.]

I hope that we become friends as well.

[Alla feels they had made a great start but he isn't sure how Jo feels. He scans the room once more before he gives it an approving nod.]

Aside from these doors, is there anywhere else people enjoy going to?

[She did mention food earlier...]