It's strange. Once Chara's had time to catch their breath a little, they feel like their bones are melting, they're so tired. They want to collapse onto the floor and sleep for hours and yet, the rage burning inside them keeps them trembling all over, achingly alert.
As the door won't be budging any time soon, Chara starts to pace around their room instead. They open the door to the privy and stare inside for a moment, but it's just a plain little closet for relieving oneself, nothing useful. The cupboard is also inspected, but opening it up just reveals a few shelves containing spare bedsheets.
In the end, Chara resorts to the window. The bars prevent them from climbing out, but they still begin to test them in various ways- gripping them and trying to shake them, to see if the bars come loose at all, and sticking their skinny arms through them even though just looking at them suggests they're too closely spaced for Chara to fit through.
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Date: 2016-03-20 06:16 am (UTC)As the door won't be budging any time soon, Chara starts to pace around their room instead. They open the door to the privy and stare inside for a moment, but it's just a plain little closet for relieving oneself, nothing useful. The cupboard is also inspected, but opening it up just reveals a few shelves containing spare bedsheets.
In the end, Chara resorts to the window. The bars prevent them from climbing out, but they still begin to test them in various ways- gripping them and trying to shake them, to see if the bars come loose at all, and sticking their skinny arms through them even though just looking at them suggests they're too closely spaced for Chara to fit through.