[ action/video | open ] [ morning; ] [ Gamzee squirms and fusses in the pile he'd made in a nearby store to sleep in. His head hurts more than ever and he actually feels kind of vaguely hungry. As soon as he hears that there is sopor in the hospital, he is out of the store and heading where ever the fuck the hospital actually is. (He has to check the map. It takes him a while to get it to actually work and for him to figure it out, which only makes him even more frustrated.)
So he goes and whether or not there is any interruption, he gets his goddamn sopor. He doesn't know where he can bake it so he settles for eating it raw, that's good enough, he just needs some. He eats just about a tin, and that's not even good for him so his head is fuzzy and lighter than ever when he leaves the hospital. (Such a weird place. Too clean.)
He heads his way back to the store he was in, and by some miracle, he actually gets there. ]
(( you can have your character bump into gamzee while he's on his way back, as long as it isn't terribly confrontational! ))
[ Gamzee found himself fiddling with the communicator. He was chill as chill could possibly be, having said goodbye to the ache in his head and body after a nap and sopor.
He flicks on the communicator, kind of boredly, and you get a nice (dim) view of Gamzee's face. (He's smiling.) ]
Hey, my brothers and sisters. A motherfucker's got himself wonderin', and, uh... like, how even do you get yourself down to a place to be callin' home? I mean, this place ain't that bad, but. [ He makes odd motions around himself, like he's gesturing to the area around him. You can see shelves behind him. He's obviously in a store. ]
It's kind of not that nice, I guess what I'm sayin' is I'm wonderin' where you get a little hive to stay at? This one's pretty nice. But it ain't mine, it is. Are you even allowed to grab yourself places? Don't even fuckin' know jack shit about this prison-called place, haha.