-Gunslinger_
The male had landed on this planet some time ago, and his ship wouldn’t let him leave. So he had just been staying around, and exploring trying to figure out why he was here. He was currently exploring as his cyborg body shone softly, “where am I?”
//sorry for the late drop, also sorry it’s not the best.
-Gunslinger_
@spooky-spooks //I feel so bad I got busy.\\ He looked down at his hands the around at the cafe, and read the sign. “Yes, I reckon I may be lost….. I ain’t from here. You see I came down from up there.” He pointed at the sky.
spooky-spooks
@-Gunslinger_ "Uh... some street." The man replied, not exactly sure how to describe it. He took a sip of his hot chocolate drink and set the cup down on the table in front of him. They were outside a café and, thankfully, it was oddly quiet. The male with red and brown hair stared at the stranger. The stranger's cyborg body was... unusual to see. To say the least. "Are you... lost?"
