starter call // @levitersora
Blast, Ignis thought with a grimace as he felt around the the area he had been sitting at. This was embarrassing, but there was nothing for it. He grimaced, and turned toward someone he heard passing by. “Excuse me,” he begins, and the pained expression on his face does not fade, “but I seem to have misplaced my cane. I thought I set it down here, resting against the wall, but I believe it may have fallen.”















