As if out of thin air, he appeared. Spritz slowly trekked out of one of the unmarked alleyways as he walked into the crowd, blending in seamlessly even with his burnt smell and ragged appearance. His senses were a tad overloaded, trying not to freak out to the best of his abilities by the crowds and noises of normal cookies, there were so many around him it was amazing to him, being a fellow who had sparingly seen all of 3 normal cookies in the last 2 months. It was peculiar because no one seemed to even notice he existed, as if he was just like everyone else. His white hair was burnt and crisp slightly, covered in ashes, his arms and face showing signs of burnt and agitated skin along with an assortment of bruises. His clothes were not doing too hot either, his white jeans were ripped at the kneecaps and his black button up had lost its appeal as it was stained from his many encounters as of late, but still no one seemed to say anything and he found himself relieved as he let out a small dry sigh. His stomach grumbled as he put a hand to it, his eyes widening a tad as he realized how poor his condition was at the moment as he looked around and stopped to stare at one of the local jelly stands in the middle of the bustling marketplace. His eyes sparkled with an almost childlike joy as he gazed at the full array of delicacies that assaulted his eyes, from the glimmering jelly melons to the multicolored sodas to the basic but always desired pink jelly bears, his eyes danced an elegant pattern around the wares until the dance halted at a sign. “Coins...?” he whispered to himself under his breath as he felt very tense.. Its not an odd thought to think of coins as currency, mind you, but.. where he just escaped, the currency used to acquire anything was much more... morbid. Teeth and strange grotesque ingredients were the only forms of currency accepted in the pits.. and he presumed that there was a distinct possibility that those forms of payment may be frown upon up on the surface world, for whatever reason that might be. He cursed his own stupidity for not thinking ahead as his stomach growled again, he let out a soft sigh and simply stood there, thinking of what he could do to readjust to this “normal” new world..
