good to go;

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[a tall, hooded figure steps through a portal, stopping short when he sees that he's not where he meant to go. he almost leaves right then and there, but something, perhaps the feeling of dozens, hundreds, of familiar people stops him. he's not certain how far he wants to venture into unknown territory, so he's just going to stand there in thought, leaning against the wall silently.]



(ooc: brb buying a ticket for the failtrain.)