12-17-2019, 04:36 AM
(12-13-2019, 01:24 AM)achroma Wrote:(12-12-2019, 04:43 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: Taking the door handle he placed it back where it had been, though his shortness made it slightly uncomfortable to do so. A soft rotation of it let out a soft metal pop before he used the tool to replace the screw. A soft pull to check and it was back on the door like it had been before. "See? It's alright."Feizel would give the handle a reassuring tug, just to be certain that everything was back to standards. He would produce a bronze key from one of his several pockets, fumbling with it momentarily before unlocking the door, placing a hand on the handle, and pausing
The door was still open, though back to it's original condition at least.
“Please don’t mind the mess, if there is one that is.”
Wrynn shrugged, before glancing about and staring down a bit apologetically. The multitool once more hidden on his person. A soft silence pervaded the street in front of the teatre, pushed on by the occasional whispering of the wind. The door creaked uncomfortably the moment it was opened more than a good foot from it's frame. But it opened. Letting enough room that wrynn shuffled inside rather quickly. Already fiddling a bit with his mask, or helmet. whichever one might be considered more appropriate. The field of warmth softening and receding as the cold began to encroach closer to wrynn. What sounds like a lengthy metallic sigh being released as the warmth entirely fades then, ushering in more cold.