IANTO
Ianto didn't like the Hollowed Grounds. He just didn't. It left a weird and metallic taste on his tongue, and it caused his fur to stand up on end when he got any further than the Outskirts. (Something he was only just realising now, given that this was his first trip this far into the place). Granted, it was difficult for his fur to stand on end currently given the fact that it was sopping wet, the fox having prowled up to the guildhall after following Remi's scent there only to find it totally locked up and... well. He was apparently too early.
So, feeling thoroughly out of his depth, he had found a small, dry damp spot under one of the window sills to hide out beneath, until it looked like there was life in the place. Unfortunately, when there did, it was just someone leaving. Captain Ronin Taliesin, in fact. Ianto's ears flattened back, and he barely had time to bolt up and into the guildhall before the door clicked shut on his tail. Shivering and dripping everywhere, the fox tried to make himself as small as possible on a small patch of floor just in front of the doorway. Uh... Remi? He called with his mental voice, sound hopeful and maybe a bit uncertain.
So, feeling thoroughly out of his depth, he had found a small, dry damp spot under one of the window sills to hide out beneath, until it looked like there was life in the place. Unfortunately, when there did, it was just someone leaving. Captain Ronin Taliesin, in fact. Ianto's ears flattened back, and he barely had time to bolt up and into the guildhall before the door clicked shut on his tail. Shivering and dripping everywhere, the fox tried to make himself as small as possible on a small patch of floor just in front of the doorway. Uh... Remi? He called with his mental voice, sound hopeful and maybe a bit uncertain.
where are your gods now
