@post-mortem-lullabies / meme // Emil meets Isaac?
"When is the last time you showered or changed clothes?"
🔧— Right. So, the problem with answering that starts with Isaac having no idea how long he has been in that cryo pod he woke up from. (Or who even put him in there, but he suspects it was Carver).
He woke up alone and had spent a few long days afterwards with getting out of that underground facility, stumbling around and trying to figure out what had happened. He is glad to have found a small town with a rather run-down looking bar where he could sit down for a bit to think. Or, trying to think.
Admittedly, he's not really much wiser since and his tab continues to grow with every ordered drink. But at least he hasn't seen any marker signs so far, and that's great already. (Now he just had to worry about getting money and paying his tab.)
He hasn't really seen any familiar faces yet. That is probably not that surprising if he spent a great while hidden away and sleeping inside a damn cryo pod.
What Isaac does know, even if just vaguely, that he hadn't had time to refresh himself for a good while already BEFORE someone just stuffed him into that pod.
It's not looking good here on his end as far as his defense about washing or changing clothes go. It doesn't help that his priorities have been all over the place these days. Hygienics obviously weren't among them. And sleep, not so much either.
Isaac clears his throat and closes the messy statistics on the holo screen he had in front of him before he turns around from the rusty bar stool he sits on. Not even sure what to say in his defense, he's just uttering his very sheepish and awkward response. His voice gives it away that he's tired, exhausted... and a little drunk, maybe.
"Is it that bad already?"