the cheshire cat ;;

[The video feed turns on to show a very disgruntled Boris. and... he's in a pretty foul mood. B|]

Hey! What's up with this place? The time goes by too slowly, and when it does pass, things stay the same. Wounds are supposed to heal with time, and enough time has passed. I've gone through too many sun-ups and sun-downs to still be injured.

I don't like this world's sense of normal. The sense of trading sucks too. Who would think that I'd be pleased with losing Doll and gaining a stupid Dormouse? If you want him, feel free to kidnap.

[This is some Cheshire Cat logic, guys. Enjoy. And there's a sound as he pushes one of the buttons with the intention of turning the feed off, but it seems that he pushed the wrong one and the feed fails to halt.

So thinking that the Dreamberry is off, Boris is going to toss it to the side. However now that it's away from him, you can clearly see the bandages wrapped around his middle, there because of the little one-sided scuffle with Ace during the Hunger event. At least Doll patched him up before she left, though it doesn't seem that the bandages had been changed since.

With a careless movement as he yawns and stretches, he aggravates the wound and there's a moment where he just can't hold back a flinch and a wince. He hisses angrily from the pain like the cat that he is, before falling back on the bed with a resigned sigh. Talking to himself now.]

I want to kill him...! But I can't, Alice would be sad. But I can't go everywhere I want to...! [A more dejected look as he grumbles.] And it makes looking for Doll that much harder.

[ooc: ffft, yeah. consider my slowatus officially over, guys.]