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Graverobber (zydrate_anatomy) wrote in colligo_threads,

It was getting dark, so The Graverobber decided to get out of that oddball of a room of his and explore. Why he was actually staying in his assigned room now was still a mystery, perhaps because it wasn't full of all those nonsensical modern gadgets that he saw no use for anymore. Or maybe a change of scenery was in order. Either way, he was staying there, even if his clothes and some of his belongings had disappeared when the city had changed into this dark little village.

His long leather duster had been replaced with a long brown coat made of a soft fabric. His boots were also brown. Whoever was running this place, while obviously possessing a sense of humor, had still seen fit to give him village garb that somewhat matched his regular clothes. He was already looking a little dingy, but he liked it that way.

Eventually he found himself near the library again. He was interested in what went on in there and if there were any books with writing in them. However, he had never managed to get back inside. Oh well. It really wasn't that important, he supposed. He was fine no matter where he was.

He found himself instantly curious when he heard someone getting dumped out of the building again. Upon closer inspection, the Graverobber's eyebrows shot up. Was that? Well, shit. Look who it was. His lips turned up in what could either have been a mischievous grin or a soft smile. With his face, it was difficult to tell.

"Hey, kid," he murmured, coming closer to the girl.