A First time for Everything
Ending up in a slavehold wasn’t something Kaiser had ever considered a possibility, yet here he was, settled in his room and awaiting the indigoblood he’d met just the other day. They appeared kind enough (especially for one of their blood caste), but he seemed to be prone to violent, unpredictable mood swings. Despite that fact, he was hoping this would go at least moderately well. As he waited for the arrival of the Makara, he glanced around the room he’d been assigned. It wasn’t anything impressive in the slightest, instead looking awfully run down, with only a rickety dresser, as well as a bed that had seen it’s better days, and a recooperacoon. At least they gave him a coon - that was something important that wasn’t easy to come by when his crew was traveling, considering hotels and the like were a flat out ‘no’. He contemplated what it would be like to live here over time, as he waited for Gamzee to show up.
