[ How often does Bondrewd leave his laboratory? How good is his security, how heavy are the locks to his doors? He's thus far kept it secret from most who would cause trouble, but how vigilant has he been about keeping it impregnable? -- all irrelevant questions, given the time Gen has spent (lightly) assisting Bondrewd thus far, and the set of strange abilities he's been blessed with.
And so, when Bondrewd returns to his laboratory from some errand or the other late one evening, he'll find the place not as quiet as he left it.
The guinea pigs are loose, he might notice first -- one or two of them scampering for freedom the moment he opens the front door. Something has opened the door to their enclosure. Further into his laboratory, he'll find more of the creatures hiding in corners or squeaking in distress as they trundle about the floor, seeking someplace quiet to hunker down. They haven't been hurt, it seems, and it's only that they're fleeing from some commotion.
The commotion of Gen upending a cabinet of drawers, sending papers scattering in every direction. The floor is already a mess of scattered supplies and notes, a table having been knocked over before Bondrewd made his entrance, and Gen huffs to himself as he turns one drawer, then another upside down to empty its contents across the floor. Clearly searching for something, and having difficulty finding it, judging by the frustrated huff he gives.
It's not until Bondrewd steps into the light of his laboratory that Gen whirls around to look at him, clearly on edge. And while his posture is definitely tense -- he hadn't expected to be caught by Bondrewd while still here, having planned on retrieving his target object quickly and retreating ASAP -- he's also too prideful to beat a hasty retreat now. And so, standing amidst the mess of Bondrewd's ruffled laboratory, he demands, ]
action ; early october, before link's revival
And so, when Bondrewd returns to his laboratory from some errand or the other late one evening, he'll find the place not as quiet as he left it.
The guinea pigs are loose, he might notice first -- one or two of them scampering for freedom the moment he opens the front door. Something has opened the door to their enclosure. Further into his laboratory, he'll find more of the creatures hiding in corners or squeaking in distress as they trundle about the floor, seeking someplace quiet to hunker down. They haven't been hurt, it seems, and it's only that they're fleeing from some commotion.
The commotion of Gen upending a cabinet of drawers, sending papers scattering in every direction. The floor is already a mess of scattered supplies and notes, a table having been knocked over before Bondrewd made his entrance, and Gen huffs to himself as he turns one drawer, then another upside down to empty its contents across the floor. Clearly searching for something, and having difficulty finding it, judging by the frustrated huff he gives.
It's not until Bondrewd steps into the light of his laboratory that Gen whirls around to look at him, clearly on edge. And while his posture is definitely tense -- he hadn't expected to be caught by Bondrewd while still here, having planned on retrieving his target object quickly and retreating ASAP -- he's also too prideful to beat a hasty retreat now. And so, standing amidst the mess of Bondrewd's ruffled laboratory, he demands, ]
-- where's the shard.