Franz awoke, shivering on the floor of his room, around the fifth bell of the morning. Like usual, dawn would be approaching shortly, and the dark night would fade into twilight as the sun rose in the sky. Unlike most mornings, a sharp pain lingered at the back of his head, and the floor had done nothing to keep him comfortable. Were it not for the pillow and blanket that someone had draped over him, he likely would have awoken far more chilled, and in far more pain, from having slept with such terrible posture.
Groaning a little as picked himself up, he saw the tray he'd dropped and the single arrow. Didn't think Miette would be the one to drag me back here, let alone provide a pillow and blanket. He imagined his nearly 200 ponze self was not most portable of bodies, and more likely, was not something the slender Elezen could pick up with ease. She likely did drag me... Inspecting his clothes, he'd seemed to have cleaned the floors as well when moved, brushing off as much of the dust as possible. Dirty clothes still on, he decided it was time for the morning workout anyways. Some sweat and blood flow would likely help the headache. A warm-up jog and two-bell swim didn't do much to stop it, however.Â
Returning to the Still Store just before the eighth bell, a slightly wet and sandy mess, he showered and changed into a fresh set of clothes. At least it won't be obvious that I feel terrible... The pain hadn't gone, but it was bearable. He could never be sure what he'd remember until something provoked the memory anyways. Just as any other day, he made the same simple breakfast, a pot of tea, and checked up on any news. Perhaps he would spend a few days by Gridania. The Starlight Ball was coming up, and the venue nearby. And there was always some more research to do.
He would contact Edda afterwards. He couldn't face her for a few days, and Miette would likely want her arrow returned.
Groaning a little as picked himself up, he saw the tray he'd dropped and the single arrow. Didn't think Miette would be the one to drag me back here, let alone provide a pillow and blanket. He imagined his nearly 200 ponze self was not most portable of bodies, and more likely, was not something the slender Elezen could pick up with ease. She likely did drag me... Inspecting his clothes, he'd seemed to have cleaned the floors as well when moved, brushing off as much of the dust as possible. Dirty clothes still on, he decided it was time for the morning workout anyways. Some sweat and blood flow would likely help the headache. A warm-up jog and two-bell swim didn't do much to stop it, however.Â
Returning to the Still Store just before the eighth bell, a slightly wet and sandy mess, he showered and changed into a fresh set of clothes. At least it won't be obvious that I feel terrible... The pain hadn't gone, but it was bearable. He could never be sure what he'd remember until something provoked the memory anyways. Just as any other day, he made the same simple breakfast, a pot of tea, and checked up on any news. Perhaps he would spend a few days by Gridania. The Starlight Ball was coming up, and the venue nearby. And there was always some more research to do.
He would contact Edda afterwards. He couldn't face her for a few days, and Miette would likely want her arrow returned.
