[Oh how he delights when mortals take their place as subservients to his whims.]
Marvelous, I will see you anon.
[And with that sent off, he'll be on his way to said park, sitting himself down on a bench under a tree, staying out of the direct sunlight. That's not weird. He's dressed in his Garlean leather outfit with a bag besides him full of myriad supplies. Far less what he might truly need versus what he wants.
He really isn't taking this being mortal thing as seriously as he should. It's hard to, when this world is so bizarre it feels like a stupid dream, rather than any sort of reality. As Tyler approaches, he might notice that Solus looks...possibly asleep? His arms are crossed over his chest, his head tilted off to one side, slightly hanging there while his eyes are closed. His breathing is even slow and relaxed enough to almost look like he's not.]
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Marvelous, I will see you anon.
[And with that sent off, he'll be on his way to said park, sitting himself down on a bench under a tree, staying out of the direct sunlight. That's not weird. He's dressed in his Garlean leather outfit with a bag besides him full of myriad supplies. Far less what he might truly need versus what he wants.
He really isn't taking this being mortal thing as seriously as he should. It's hard to, when this world is so bizarre it feels like a stupid dream, rather than any sort of reality. As Tyler approaches, he might notice that Solus looks...possibly asleep? His arms are crossed over his chest, his head tilted off to one side, slightly hanging there while his eyes are closed. His breathing is even slow and relaxed enough to almost look like he's not.]