[ Glitch has been in Luceti for two months now and in that time he has been to war, sprained his ankle, been a bit traumatized by all that, and spent a few weeks more or less hiding.
this has caused a bit of a relapse into feral-headcase behavior, such as forgetting he has a nice cozy (lonely) apartment and winding up sleeping under a bridge. after waking up for the third day in a row damp, cold, and with a crick in his neck, he concludes that he might need some sort of supervision. or something.
so he perches on the edge of the fountain and opens his journal. ]
Hello everyone! A-and, um, especially you New Feathery folks...I I I guess this means I'm not one of you anymore. [ a pause and frown as he considers this, then a deeper frown as he tries to remember what he was on about. ] Oh! Right, my name's Glitch a-and I was just wondering if anybody'd want a roommate, or apartment-mate. Namely me.
[ sheepish smile goes here. ] I I know it's a little forward and-- I can talk a lot and I'm not so great at remembering things, b-but I'm not messy and I don't think I throw wild parties or anything like that. So. Um. Anybody want a roommate?
( ooc: yep, one middle-aged headcase, free to a good home. if it looks like there are multiple viable candidates I will hit a random number generator to pick one. contacting him just to say hello is also an option! )
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