Sascha, the frail being after the blight illness had started to feel antsy being locked inside to such a degree he had earlier stuffed his face with food until he almost exploded. Well at least thats how it had felt like. He had barely eaten anything during the illness so his stumic must be big as a anorectic needle right about now which made it so that the two slices of bread he stuffed his face with felt like a never ending buffé for him. He had lost alot of weight as well and considering he hadn't been very big before the whole ordeal either he looked like a powerful sneeze would tip him over right now. But not all bad for him considering he had FINALLY started to feel well again and the weight he lost could finally be recovered with time.
After doing litterally NOTHING for an hour after his meal he didnt want to endure this anymore which made him slap his palm against the table to then force himself up. The slap made a nervous man squeel which in turn instanty made Sascha jump on the spot before in slight panic excuse his own behavior. Typical Sascha after all and as soon as the startled man had calmed down Sascha went on his adventure of the day. Sure; he couldnt really go outside but certainly there was something else he could do instead of sitting on his butt doing exactly NOTHING for another 13 hours.
The noodeling Sascha had no plans as he started to circulate inside the building, dressed in black as usual but with the hair a whole lot longer then people was used to. After all; not many had seen him before now since.. illness. Soon enough he spotted someone though which made him with a confused look stop in his tracks and squint his eyes towards the man a bit farther away. The bodyshape of the man was well familiar and as Deimos moved his head so he got a clear view of him he finally saw exactly who the man was! Without even hesitating he quickly went up to Deimos and dropped his butt on the free chair at his table with a happy; "Hello ~ " in such a sudden manner that most people (espicially during these times) would jump out of their boots.
SASCHA
"The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."
