It's not a surprise. What is, perhaps, surprising is how vivid the dream is; how he can see almost every other councilmember seated in their places, how Reaper takes his chair - that has to be Reaper, even dressed as he is, he's always had a flair for the dramatic and surely there's a reason - and how, for a moment, Akande is there.
Doomfist is there.
Akande stares up at the upper bunk for some time before getting to his feet. He gives a cursory glance to the few items apparently left for him, then starts to make his way in to the halls where he immediately notices the doors.
Interesting.
As much as he wants to, he doesn't linger too long in the exercise yard; investigating its offerings, sure, but not making use of any of them. The infirmary catches his interest as well, and he makes use of some of its own stock before moving on. He couldn't care less about the arts and crafts room, but the room of fire?
Here, he...simply takes a seat. Sweat slowly begins to form on his skin, but he doesn't seem to take heed, closing his eyes as if in meditation. What do you mean this isn't a sauna, he's using it as one.]
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It's not a surprise. What is, perhaps, surprising is how vivid the dream is; how he can see almost every other councilmember seated in their places, how Reaper takes his chair - that has to be Reaper, even dressed as he is, he's always had a flair for the dramatic and surely there's a reason - and how, for a moment, Akande is there.
Doomfist is there.
Akande stares up at the upper bunk for some time before getting to his feet. He gives a cursory glance to the few items apparently left for him, then starts to make his way in to the halls where he immediately notices the doors.
Interesting.
As much as he wants to, he doesn't linger too long in the exercise yard; investigating its offerings, sure, but not making use of any of them. The infirmary catches his interest as well, and he makes use of some of its own stock before moving on. He couldn't care less about the arts and crafts room, but the room of fire?
Here, he...simply takes a seat. Sweat slowly begins to form on his skin, but he doesn't seem to take heed, closing his eyes as if in meditation.
What do you mean this isn't a sauna, he's using it as one.]