[The last thing Bruno remembered was getting in close for a family photo. Casita had pitched and shifted and he remembers stumbling...and then suddenly he's in a snowdrift. A deep, cold snowdrift. His first thought is Pepa - maybe this is her revenge for the whole Wedding Debacle. He kind of deserves it. He groans - just kind of lying there in the snowdrift, waiting for the laughter of his family and for Luisa to pick him up out of it. None of that is happening, though.
So he casually lifts his head, spitting out snow as he does so, looking around at...not home.]
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Guys?
[He is categorically not dressed to survive this frigid landscape. He could at least use something other than sandals on his feet, wow. Freezing to death would be a really cruddy way to arrive here. ]
City in general:
[Bruno definitely didn't stick around in Helheim. Harvesting mystical flowers is not his remit (that's an Isabela area) and he definitely didn't want to hang around in the freezing cold longer than he had to. Besides, there was something about doing favours for bread and board that left a bitter taste in his mouth. He not quite past that particular emotional hurdle to go all-in just yet.
Once he's through the gates, he's met with what might as well be an alien atmosphere. Everything is so much bigger and louder and brighter than the encanto is. His anxiety overtaking any curiosity he has, he makes a break for the beach. It's still cold and miserable but the sand is familiar and he'll take some scant comfort from that.
He can be found sitting, cross-legged in the sand, squinting between his smartphone and the directions on how to use it, mumbling softly under his breath as he tries to understand it like a grandma who's been told she needs to learn how to program a VCR. Rats settle around him, one on his head, one on his shoulder, the other two snuggled inside his ruana squeaking softly once in a while. He doesn't seem to notice them. ]
...And then you press the save button. What's a save button? [He shows the phone the rat on his shoulder.] Do you see a save button? I don't see a save button.
Penguin Resolve
[Bruno didn't arrive in time for the new years resolutions. He didn't make any and his last decade was more a case of depressing existence than it was trying to focus on bettering himself.
Which is to say he's really confused when a group of penguins waddle over to circle him as he's doing his best to avoid people as much as humanly possible, trying to fade into the shadows of a nearby alleyway. He's about to just step over them, continue on his day, when one pecks at his ankle.]
Ow! HEY!
[They continue to peck at him, and he quickly realises they are herding him off out of the alleyway and into the nearest person outside it. Sorry, that's you. There are a few distressed rat-squeaks from inside his ruana as he collides with the poor sap the penguins have decided he needs to interact with. He steps away, wincing.]
Sorry- sorry. Didn't mean to do that. The [he gestures at the penguins surrounding them] well, they did it.
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Bruno Madrigal | OU | OTA
[The last thing Bruno remembered was getting in close for a family photo. Casita had pitched and shifted and he remembers stumbling...and then suddenly he's in a snowdrift. A deep, cold snowdrift. His first thought is Pepa - maybe this is her revenge for the whole Wedding Debacle. He kind of deserves it. He groans - just kind of lying there in the snowdrift, waiting for the laughter of his family and for Luisa to pick him up out of it. None of that is happening, though.
So he casually lifts his head, spitting out snow as he does so, looking around at...not home.]
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Guys?
[He is categorically not dressed to survive this frigid landscape. He could at least use something other than sandals on his feet, wow. Freezing to death would be a really cruddy way to arrive here. ]
City in general:
[Bruno definitely didn't stick around in Helheim. Harvesting mystical flowers is not his remit (that's an Isabela area) and he definitely didn't want to hang around in the freezing cold longer than he had to. Besides, there was something about doing favours for bread and board that left a bitter taste in his mouth. He not quite past that particular emotional hurdle to go all-in just yet.
Once he's through the gates, he's met with what might as well be an alien atmosphere. Everything is so much bigger and louder and brighter than the encanto is. His anxiety overtaking any curiosity he has, he makes a break for the beach. It's still cold and miserable but the sand is familiar and he'll take some scant comfort from that.
He can be found sitting, cross-legged in the sand, squinting between his smartphone and the directions on how to use it, mumbling softly under his breath as he tries to understand it like a grandma who's been told she needs to learn how to program a VCR. Rats settle around him, one on his head, one on his shoulder, the other two snuggled inside his ruana squeaking softly once in a while. He doesn't seem to notice them. ]
...And then you press the save button. What's a save button? [He shows the phone the rat on his shoulder.] Do you see a save button? I don't see a save button.
Penguin Resolve
[Bruno didn't arrive in time for the new years resolutions. He didn't make any and his last decade was more a case of depressing existence than it was trying to focus on bettering himself.
Which is to say he's really confused when a group of penguins waddle over to circle him as he's doing his best to avoid people as much as humanly possible, trying to fade into the shadows of a nearby alleyway. He's about to just step over them, continue on his day, when one pecks at his ankle.]
Ow! HEY!
[They continue to peck at him, and he quickly realises they are herding him off out of the alleyway and into the nearest person outside it. Sorry, that's you. There are a few distressed rat-squeaks from inside his ruana as he collides with the poor sap the penguins have decided he needs to interact with. He steps away, wincing.]
Sorry- sorry. Didn't mean to do that. The [he gestures at the penguins surrounding them] well, they did it.
[[Any wildcards? Let me know by PMing me or pinging me on <user name=teeff site=plurk.com or teefflady#2361 and give me a holler!!]]