Characters: Algy and OPEN!
Location: Everywhere, specify in the subject line 8|a
Time: Sometime in the early afternoon.
Content: Algy has no sense of direction when confined behind four walls, and is wandering around in a mixture of awe and continued alarm. This is a terribly strange happening, really.
Format: Action tags!
Warnings: Quaint, 1918 language and much confusion.
[ There's something entirely different about navigating open land beneath you, where you can generally see all your surroundings and your destination. This is why Algy likes about planes and flying. He doesn't like that you can't see where you are going because there are doors and walls in the way here. 8| Terribly fancy place, though, Algy must admit. It'll be comfier than wherever the heck he was sleeping in Palestine before. ]