#mr. l 01

[atlas-the-hollow]

@greenthundcr

The Hollow Knight is beginning to believe they have found some semblance of purpose. The occasional passersby that takes pity on them find a way to fill their time. The Hollow Knight follows a new acquaintance, is given a task, and loses track of their mark. It’s a bit of a pattern, but not one they’ve fully picked up on. Or if they have, they’re just glad to have their time occupied.

The latest in this series is an order given by the ever-loud and always gesticulating carapaced mobster. Like the other mundane tasks given, the Hollow Knight does not understand the purpose. But they will carry it out nonetheless. With a diligent eye, the Hollow Knight is currently kneeling in a bed of grass, their single arm extended to touch the tip of each tiny green blade and keep a running tally in their head.

[paaperboats]

@greenthundcr  ♡

[ Ohh, what’s... that, you’re workin’ on? ]

In her cheerful state, the woman had found herself stumbling into places she’d never been to before; this one in particular seemed to be an area where people gathered to make things together. Some worked on crafts, while others worked on more complex things; of course, Red was immediately drawn to a man in green tinkering away on what looked to be little machines.

[ Heey, Red, don’t they.. kinda look like the Process, a bit? ] the Transistor laughed a bit as he spoke, as Red peered down at the table below her-- but sighed in relief, when she realized they looked nothing like her foes from Cloudbank. Of course, she’d be incredibly surprised if anyone else from her home ended up here, especially if they brought those things with them.. [ Hey! Can youuu.. make us a Fetch, buddy? I miss Luna.. ]

Red could only shake her head, apologetically; why was her partner acting like this? And why wasn’t she at all worried about it?