[ roland can only raise an incredulous brow at the message on the phone he never even knew he had. orientation of the city? why would he even need one when he's known the ins and outs of it his entire life? nevertheless, it seems like he can't get a proper look of his surroundings if he doesn't put his information down, so he'll just put in the most dry and simple answers he can afford to give out.
the train stops, and roland joins in the throng of people walking out the doors - but not before turning around to give the train car a better look. ]
Huh. Didn't think trains could go that slow these days. But maybe that's a good thing...
[ he knows way too much about certain trains back home. eugh. ]
restaurant
[ this city, roland realizes, is actually a lot smaller than he thought. there are plenty of restaurants to choose from here, none of which look suspicious enough - if one can ignore the lack of people in any of them, anyway. in any case, roland waltzes into one by random - a korean restaurant - and takes a peek at the kitchen to see if anyone's cooking.
nope, nothing. but the pan's sizzling with a certain pancake dish, and roland's rushing over to take care of it. ]
Hey! Who's cooking this pajeon? You can't just leave the stove on--?!
[ is anyone even out there right now? don't let him cook on his own, it's lonely here. ]
fortunetelling
"A short stranger will soon enter your life with blessings to share," huh...
[ roland squints at the tiny slip of paper between his fingers, his face skeptical. seriously? he was expecting something a little more exciting than that, but the bar truly is on the ground here. ]
Well, this better not be a waste of my time. Hey, you. [ he tries to catch the attention of anyone who's shorter than him (he's 173cm, ftr). ] Got any good news for me?
[ can you tell that this guy's bored of his mind already ]
roland / library of ruina
restaurant
fortunetelling