Archived Roleplay:Main Forum/General/A Relaxing Break

Nyxil: Nyxil walks along the grass directly next to the sprawling driveway since it makes less noise, Daybreak plodding shortly behind. A dim cigarette hangs from his lips again - he gave in and resumed the habit a couple weeks ago - and he has a big backpack slung over his shoulder in addition to his usual gear. He mostly absently stares at the grass as he walks, but looks around at the vast surroundings once in a while. Why does he even... need all this space? It takes him a solid ten minutes to even reach the door. The late afternoon sun that had welcomed him when he first shadowtravelled a few miles away turned to sunset over the mountains. He's about to shadowtravel right past the door when it occurs to him that there may be other people in the house that he'd freak out by doing so, so he rings the doorbell, then sits crosslegged and pets Daybreak as he waits.