[Rune has been similarly roused from his own room, although less with a knock on his door than an uncanny scream/cry sound. The sort of noise that Rune can’t bring himself to just ignore, no matter how much he might wish to otherwise. Damn conscience…
Stepping out of his own door and wrapping his jacket around himself — awkwardly, given he still really only has one functional arm, the other still strapped to his body in its makeshift sling — he peers through the gloom at the figure before him. He seriously doubts that this guy was the one shrieking at him through his door, but all the same, he supposes he had better make sure that everything’s alright.
It’s just as Rune comes up to the other man’s side that he bends and picks up… A slug? Rune takes a moment to blink and process this.]
Uh. No, I suppose not. [Honestly, he doesn’t know the first thing about it. In fact…] A what?
power outage;
Stepping out of his own door and wrapping his jacket around himself — awkwardly, given he still really only has one functional arm, the other still strapped to his body in its makeshift sling — he peers through the gloom at the figure before him. He seriously doubts that this guy was the one shrieking at him through his door, but all the same, he supposes he had better make sure that everything’s alright.
It’s just as Rune comes up to the other man’s side that he bends and picks up… A slug? Rune takes a moment to blink and process this.]
Uh. No, I suppose not. [Honestly, he doesn’t know the first thing about it. In fact…] A what?