( on the same side of things, hua cheng cannot find his way to becoming accustomed to things here and thinks the very idea that all of this is something he just doesn't know is unsettling. but, instead of being productive about a choice he very well made, he's... grumpy. aggression boils beneath his skin and he wants nothing more than to find an outlet for it. if only qi rong were here to crush beneath his booth.
alas.
he's never been one that yearns for the sunlight, but any form of nature would be a welcome sight at the moment. trapped in this metal box floating in the midst of the stars is... unnatural at best, something else at worst. so, he makes his way for the aptly named ""sunlight"" room. it's fine, he supposes; a worthy sort of illusion. but, it is simply that: an illusion.
meandering steps take him here and there, but it hardly sates anything within his heart. he's chosen to come here to undo his greatest regret, the least he can do is make amends with it and deal with this new life-changing situation. he exhales a breath and wishes he had someone to boss around.
alas, again.
further along and he comes across a woman who seems to be in the mood for conversation; hua cheng never is, so he's bothered. but, well. he has nothing else to do at the moment. )
This form of technology( he says with enough of an inflection that the air quotes can practically be heard ) no, but believable illusions, perhaps.
sunlight room
alas.
he's never been one that yearns for the sunlight, but any form of nature would be a welcome sight at the moment. trapped in this metal box floating in the midst of the stars is... unnatural at best, something else at worst. so, he makes his way for the aptly named ""sunlight"" room. it's fine, he supposes; a worthy sort of illusion. but, it is simply that: an illusion.
meandering steps take him here and there, but it hardly sates anything within his heart. he's chosen to come here to undo his greatest regret, the least he can do is make amends with it and deal with this new life-changing situation. he exhales a breath and wishes he had someone to boss around.
alas, again.
further along and he comes across a woman who seems to be in the mood for conversation; hua cheng never is, so he's bothered. but, well. he has nothing else to do at the moment. )
This form of technology ( he says with enough of an inflection that the air quotes can practically be heard ) no, but believable illusions, perhaps.