#ozy vc: it's still too early---

[ardenssolis]

@nvrcmplt said (inbox):

"Ozymandias!" A tone of a cheery Sword Saint as he steps through the weighted doors opened by Medjey folk. His stride was confident, a being on par with their kingship but not as overbearing, maybe, sometimes, if you squinted and never bought up ones swordsmanship. "The Sun rose five hours ago, what old bones you must be granted with, my friend. Did you not agree upon a hike with this divine morning?"

OZYMANDIAS GROANED, BURYING HIS face into his sheets before slowly burying himself all the more beneath them. What time was it? Wasn’t it still far too early? The sun rose five hours ago, they said. Well, it could keep rising for all he cared. ❝Five more minutes…❞ he grumbled, words muffled and almost easily missed as he wearily closed his eyes once more. Ugh…but how was he to sleep when they were being so loud? Chenlong’s voice might as well have filled the entirety of that vast room, booming with authority that would make one think him a king. They had even already gone and made themselves comfortable within the palace to the point that he was quite sure that everyone knew the other’s name at this point. Cracking his eyes open once more, he grumbled something unintelligible – a complaint no doubt – soon slowly pushing himself up with hair in disarray and gaze just partially lidded.

     ❝Fine, fine, I am getting up.❞ But not because he wanted to! Why did he make that promise anyway? He had thought that Chenlong would forget about it, but lo and behold, they recalled it with crystal clarity. ❝Let me get dressed and prepared, and then I will join you on this ‘hike’ you are so enthused about.❞ Although…he did wonder just how long this hike would be. This being seemed to have a great deal of energy, so much so that he almost pondered if they were a god of some kind. Maybe he wasn’t too off the mark – not that such mattered to his sleep addled brain.