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Din; the space dad here to ground you (ddjarin) wrote in crownplazaic,

Strange things were happening in the hotel again, but at least he still had his clothing, that was the important thing as far as Din was concerned, other strangeness could be dealt with in time so long as he was dressed. It was still mostly quiet that morning as he made his way out of his room and downstairs again, he'd stopped long enough to grab something to eat before he was headed outside, indoors seemed to be closed for business mostly so he might as well get out for a bit.

Though he'd opened up to Luke, Din wore his helmet again today, he was still making up his mind as to whether or not he wanted to be quite so open with the rest of the inhabitants of the hotel. So he was maintaining his status quo until he'd made up his mind. It was a relief when his clothes had shown up again to find the familiar comfort of the helmet and his armor, and maybe it was a bit much for this place, but they all found their familiar comforts where they could.

He liked the water though, it wasn't a busy port, filled with space crafts and ships and underhanded dealings, it was just quiet. So much of this place was quiet and it put him at ease just as often as it set him on edge, despite the length of time he'd been here he still wasn't quite used to the quiet of it all, even when finding it a relief.

As he walked down toward the water he saw a woman sitting there at the edge, her feet in the water as she looked out over the calm surface of it and he almost didn't approach, but changed his mind at the last moment. "Good morning," He was perhaps a little bit too much in his own space here, he could do something to change that.