Crow's still adjusting to the Carnival, having only entered it around Day 145. For one, he's not used to people not necessarily being human in shape. The other part is that he's just not used to... well. Having basic necessities being so readily and freely available.
It's nice. Even if he's under contract to work.
Having taken the time to get a feel for the layout of the Carnival, Crow's turned to performing some maintenance on his D-Wheel, a sleek black and yellowmotorbike, where he'd parked her next to a tent.
Which is when he hears an unfamiliar voice and a sudden shadow falling across where he's crouched with a spanner in hand as he pokes around the guts of his bike. Startled, Crow jerks back and bangs a hand on his bike's frame.
"Ow!" Hissing in pain as he drops the spanner to rub at his hand, Crow glances up at the intruder. And looks up. And up... "Where the hell'd you come from?"
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It's nice. Even if he's under contract to work.
Having taken the time to get a feel for the layout of the Carnival, Crow's turned to performing some maintenance on his D-Wheel, a sleek black and yellow motorbike, where he'd parked her next to a tent.
Which is when he hears an unfamiliar voice and a sudden shadow falling across where he's crouched with a spanner in hand as he pokes around the guts of his bike. Startled, Crow jerks back and bangs a hand on his bike's frame.
"Ow!" Hissing in pain as he drops the spanner to rub at his hand, Crow glances up at the intruder. And looks up. And up... "Where the hell'd you come from?"