Cerulean Interest
The two weeks spent with one Gamzee Makara had turned out to be surprisingly eventful. From mood swings to calm talks, it had been a rollarcoaster of emotions, but in the long run, not terrible. However it did leave him pretty tired, and the past day or two he’d spent relaxing in his assigned respiteblock, taking time for himself. That was something he never really had, now that he thought about it. Traveling across Alternia in attempts to spread his message left very few chances for him to have a room to his own. He supposed he was thankful now he had that chance, even if it was slim with constantly being rented. He’d picked up information that some cerulean blooded troll was to be picking him up this time around, and needless to say he was curious. He wasn’t sure exactly who this troll was, and what their intentions were. They could easily be very much a follower of his in silence, or entirely against him. He hoped quite a bit for the former.
