I - AEFENGLOM ERRANDS For much of the first couple weeks, Papyrus spends a lot of time in the Wildes surrounding Aefenglom. Between the upcoming Mirrorbound-owned tattoo shop and Mettaton's request, he has a lot of cause to be out gathering supplies... And with Chandra's anger driving her out of the city to go wreck things, well. Even if he's not tagging around with her directly, he'd like to be close enough to maybe help in an emergency. If it comes up.
So, some of the time he's tagging along with her within shouting distance - far enough for her privacy, close enough either could intervene if the other's ambushed. Other times, he heads out with other people - Wilders patrolling, other Mirrorbound running errands of their own. One way or another, he's crossed paths with you.
"So what brings you out here?" he asks, possibly for the second time - his thoughts having wandered until he forgot.
II - BOND DISCUSSIONS A few times, mostly in the first week of the month, he ventures into Dorchacht to see firsthand the changes that everyone has wrought. He's a startling sight to the people of Dorchacht, having not been part of the revolution... But people who realize he's not some kind of necromantic construct quickly realize - he's so strange, he must be a Mirrorbound. And a few of those people, excited by this, drag him to nearby demonstrations on Bonds.
He lets them drag him along, curious just what's going on in them... And when it comes to talking Bonds, he's down for it. He regales them with the benefits of his bond, how his first few full moons always resulted in a wrecked room as he hurt through the shifting and lost consciousness... and, after the bond, remained sedate enough to eat the snacks put out without wrecking anything not meant for it. He still didn't remember things, but wow! What an improvement! Knowing that he has a friend out there who cared enough to help through it, such a difference.
Once or twice, though, they don't just want to hear about his improved shifting experience. They want to hear about his Bond! And more than that, his Bonded. As they insist, asking leading questions and pushing for a reaction... they get one. One of annoyance.
"Wow! That's private! Stop prying, you're being rude," he scolds with a scowl.
III - CAPTIVE AUDIENCE And once or twice... He loiters outside the unchanged walls of the small district where the captured Drummond supporters are being held. The guards aren't shooing him away like they are so many others - he's talked with them, and they've organized visiting hours for the captives.
No, what he's doing is standing just a little out of (ordinary human) hearing range, giving himself a pep-talk.
"I'm great, and smart, and insightful! I thought of this before anybody else... Even if they don't know that, even if they never realize it, they'll be glad to have me! And my words will surely guide them...!"
Papyrus } Turnskin } OTA
For much of the first couple weeks, Papyrus spends a lot of time in the Wildes surrounding Aefenglom. Between the upcoming Mirrorbound-owned tattoo shop and Mettaton's request, he has a lot of cause to be out gathering supplies... And with Chandra's anger driving her out of the city to go wreck things, well. Even if he's not tagging around with her directly, he'd like to be close enough to maybe help in an emergency. If it comes up.
So, some of the time he's tagging along with her within shouting distance - far enough for her privacy, close enough either could intervene if the other's ambushed. Other times, he heads out with other people - Wilders patrolling, other Mirrorbound running errands of their own. One way or another, he's crossed paths with you.
"So what brings you out here?" he asks, possibly for the second time - his thoughts having wandered until he forgot.
II - BOND DISCUSSIONS
A few times, mostly in the first week of the month, he ventures into Dorchacht to see firsthand the changes that everyone has wrought. He's a startling sight to the people of Dorchacht, having not been part of the revolution... But people who realize he's not some kind of necromantic construct quickly realize - he's so strange, he must be a Mirrorbound. And a few of those people, excited by this, drag him to nearby demonstrations on Bonds.
He lets them drag him along, curious just what's going on in them... And when it comes to talking Bonds, he's down for it. He regales them with the benefits of his bond, how his first few full moons always resulted in a wrecked room as he hurt through the shifting and lost consciousness... and, after the bond, remained sedate enough to eat the snacks put out without wrecking anything not meant for it. He still didn't remember things, but wow! What an improvement! Knowing that he has a friend out there who cared enough to help through it, such a difference.
Once or twice, though, they don't just want to hear about his improved shifting experience. They want to hear about his Bond! And more than that, his Bonded. As they insist, asking leading questions and pushing for a reaction... they get one. One of annoyance.
"Wow! That's private! Stop prying, you're being rude," he scolds with a scowl.
III - CAPTIVE AUDIENCE
And once or twice... He loiters outside the unchanged walls of the small district where the captured Drummond supporters are being held. The guards aren't shooing him away like they are so many others - he's talked with them, and they've organized visiting hours for the captives.
No, what he's doing is standing just a little out of (ordinary human) hearing range, giving himself a pep-talk.
"I'm great, and smart, and insightful! I thought of this before anybody else... Even if they don't know that, even if they never realize it, they'll be glad to have me! And my words will surely guide them...!"