Who: Rorschach + open What: Rorschach is trying to find out more about his new surroundings. Where: Outside Aquilo When: Shortly after Rorschach's awakening in Mundus. Rating: TBA Open: Yes.
Rorschach had been expecting death after his encounter with Dr. Manhattan. After all, no one really challenged the superman and survived it. But instead of oblivion, he had woken up to an unfamiliar room. With a grunt, the smaller man rolled to the side of the bed, booted feet thunking as they hit the ground. As he stood, he spotted his face as well as his fedora on the floor. His nostrils flared as a rush of breath escaped him, and he leaned over to retrieve the two very precious items. He pulled the mask over his ginger-haired head, relaxing somewhat at the feeling of the dual toned fabric against his skin. The fedora came next, gloved fingers settling the hat snugly atop his skull. Worn palms drifted over his front, tugging at his trench coat. He seemed to be all in one piece. Hidden gaze drifted curiously about the room. Not spotting anything that really held his interest, he sidled through the door and paused. He took a once-over of the living area.
A low, contemplative noise rumbled from the back of his throat. He certainly wasn't going to wait here, he was going to go track down some answers himself. Without much of a thought to even check if the apartment was occupied by anyone else, Rorschach made his way through the suite's front door. Sidling into the hallway, he paused again, head canted to the side as he glanced up and down the corridor. The inkblots of his face swirled lazily as he trudged through the building, finding the entryway doors after some wrong turns. Gloved hands pressed to them, he shoved them open and stepped outside.
The cool Canadian air rushed over him, and he stopped on the front step to take a good look around.