[In Person] [Backdated to early evening] Just taking a nap...

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[Vincent is curled up asleep in the middle of the floor in the great hall; his hair's cut short, and he's wearing something white that seems unsure if it's a frilly nightshirt or somewhat plain dress.]

[It's almost like he just kind-of passed out in the middle of going somewhere, all comfy and peaceful despite being on the floor...]

[Disturb?]


[OOC: yes, he does still have Dormouse - it's bound to a pendant, not his body.]

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Vincent. [The informality is a little odd to him, but he's a little too rattled to fuss too much; he accepts the handshake, already shaking off the small panic moment and smiling brightly.] Sorry, I thought you were someone else for a moment there.

[He is utterly not seeming to react at all to the fact that there's what seems to be a large half-plushie mouse with a wind-up key out its back that's sorta poofed into existence overhead...]

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[The informality surprises Koto a little too; she figures it's the kiddishness getting to her, how children generally make friends effortlessly and such. It seems like she's the first one to notice the mouse, and she gawps. She was going to ask what the heck he was doing sleeping in a hallway, but... this is a little more pressing.]

What is that.

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[He blinks, then glances back up at Dormouse - of course, someone from another world wouldn't recognize the Chains...]

[So he just smiles.] Oh, that's just Dormouse. Don't worry, it's harmless.

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...but... what is Dormouse?

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It's a Chain of the Abyss. [He's still drowsy and perfectly cheerful, as if this is perfectly normal.] It can make people sleep... [he yawns.] It just gives me trouble sometimes.

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Alright...

...so that's why you were sleeping in the middle of a hallway?