The humanoid-shaped tree -- and the more obvious tree-shaped tree -- had yet to set foot in the building, honestly. The two were making their way around the perimeter for the umpteenth time, the former letting out a long, slow breath as he determinedly kept his patience. Sooner or later, there would have to be a way to leave, right? Beyond simply attempting the waters, rough as they looked?
He was beginning to consider entering the building, to see if perhaps the way out was to go deeper in. It wouldn't have usually made much sense, of course, but dreams sometimes made very little indeed, and if this was simply yet another instance of someone's dreamscape... a persistent instance, whoever's it was! And the utter lack of his abilities working as they normally ought to only seemed to count in favor of this theory, really... well, maybe it was worth a try?
Maybe. Maybe.
Maybe not. He looked behind him, to the other tree. Did he leave it outside, or take it with him? He wasn't certain he trusted that it would stay put and un-harassed, if he left it. But if he took it, would it be any more hospitable an environment?
He'd be outside for quite a while, if someone should find him there.
And, some time later, perhaps they'd come across him just inside the doorway, not quite daring to go in further when his precious tree refused to set foot -- well, to set root -- further inside. Perhaps it didn't like the feel of the floor there? Who knew. He was trying to figure that out, really......
Chell (OC) ★ OTA
He was beginning to consider entering the building, to see if perhaps the way out was to go deeper in. It wouldn't have usually made much sense, of course, but dreams sometimes made very little indeed, and if this was simply yet another instance of someone's dreamscape... a persistent instance, whoever's it was! And the utter lack of his abilities working as they normally ought to only seemed to count in favor of this theory, really... well, maybe it was worth a try?
Maybe. Maybe.
Maybe not. He looked behind him, to the other tree. Did he leave it outside, or take it with him? He wasn't certain he trusted that it would stay put and un-harassed, if he left it. But if he took it, would it be any more hospitable an environment?
He'd be outside for quite a while, if someone should find him there.
And, some time later, perhaps they'd come across him just inside the doorway, not quite daring to go in further when his precious tree refused to set foot -- well, to set root -- further inside. Perhaps it didn't like the feel of the floor there? Who knew. He was trying to figure that out, really......