[ He's not sure whether to puff up or be pleased by that comment, but eventually he settles on the latter, canines flashing between arched lips. ]
—Yeah, well. You wanted to do something different. Right?
[ En why did you make this assumption.... anyway, he also slips between the gates and starts balancing on the rounded stone pathway leading to the main house. The manor is made up of one main mansion with several smaller offshoots, lacquered wooden halls leading, serpentine, into other residences. The screens on the doors have all but rotted away, leaving only the skeletal wooden frameworks to sit sadly along the walls.
Once En makes his way into the entrance, he's immediately followed by a sense of punishing foreboding. To the right is a pathway leading to the servant's quarters, but to the left, there's that eerie row of unblinking wooden dolls again, in various states of disrepair.
Some are missing their heads, and some have been painted over with a childish hand. As if the owner tried to apply makeup onto the smooth faces and got frustrated halfway in the process— smears of red, blue, and yellow dot a portion of them.
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—Yeah, well. You wanted to do something different. Right?
[ En why did you make this assumption.... anyway, he also slips between the gates and starts balancing on the rounded stone pathway leading to the main house. The manor is made up of one main mansion with several smaller offshoots, lacquered wooden halls leading, serpentine, into other residences. The screens on the doors have all but rotted away, leaving only the skeletal wooden frameworks to sit sadly along the walls.
Once En makes his way into the entrance, he's immediately followed by a sense of punishing foreboding. To the right is a pathway leading to the servant's quarters, but to the left, there's that eerie row of unblinking wooden dolls again, in various states of disrepair.
Some are missing their heads, and some have been painted over with a childish hand. As if the owner tried to apply makeup onto the smooth faces and got frustrated halfway in the process— smears of red, blue, and yellow dot a portion of them.
Flatly: ] Okay.
This is weird as hell.