Once the metal was all stored away, Leon finally took just a few moments to rest. He had no intention of staying in his room long, but a brief pause couldn't hurt. Careful not to invite the risk of falling asleep, Leon sat down at his desk and focused on slowing his breathing. The sweat dried on his skin, his breathing and heart rate returned to normal, and Leon felt strength returning to his limbs.
Ready now, Leon did one last thing--he took a fresh shirt and one of the heavier over-shirts from the dresser drawer. It was cold outdoors, though nothing like Phandaria's snowy winters, so the extra layer would be helpful. Leon knew there were coats in the closets, but they were too bulky and confining. He did put on the shoes he'd taken from the Patient Possessions room, though--much better than slippers, for going outdoors.
[and leaving, once again, this time to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/518543.html?view=42947471#t42947471)]
Re: M86
Ready now, Leon did one last thing--he took a fresh shirt and one of the heavier over-shirts from the dresser drawer. It was cold outdoors, though nothing like Phandaria's snowy winters, so the extra layer would be helpful. Leon knew there were coats in the closets, but they were too bulky and confining. He did put on the shoes he'd taken from the Patient Possessions room, though--much better than slippers, for going outdoors.
[and leaving, once again, this time to here (http://community.livejournal.com/damned/518543.html?view=42947471#t42947471)]