Snippet #961687

The night before, Loki hastily removed his armour, working as efficiently as he could--though it was awkward. He hoped the others didn't notice, but they already seemed to be either gone, asleep, or just apathetic, lost in their own thoughts. The boy released a sigh of relief as he was down to his ordinary clothing, laying himself down in his bed and listening to the sound of the others' steady breathing as he fell asleep.

When morning came, Loki's mouth opened wide in a silent yawn and he stretched his arms far above his head in a quiet stretch, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed afterward. Eying his set of red armour for a moment, Loki instead reached into his pant pocket and pulled out a plain red bandanna, tying it with a subtle grin around his forehead, folding the tip up towards the center of his head. "There." he mumbled, giving a quick nod of satisfaction. The knight then looped a leather strap with a sheath attached from his right shoulder to his opposite hip, carefully sliding his dha blade into its sheath. He soon attached another sheath to his waist, the second sword resting at the ready on his left hip, just where he liked it.

Clasping his hands together and again stretching them above his head, Loki glanced around, a little embarrassed when he realized that nearly everyone--if not everyone--was already awake and gone.