[The bay side of Yorkshin is pleasantly quiet in the mornings, at least compared to downtown or in the suburbs. Fishermen are out hauling their catches to sell in the local markets and shops remain closed for another hour. Their hotel overlooks the docks and a small white plaza for the more privileged hotel occupants. It's nearly empty, as it should be- it's just a little after 8am.
Which isn't an unusual time for Hisoka to rouse himself from his sleep. After all, it takes a little more than an hour and a half for him to feel sufficiently refreshed after his morning restroom routine. His hair can stay down for now, he decides.] Good morning. ♠
Ah, so there was tea in the cabinet after all? ♣ [He finally steps out, stretching an arm in all his bareness, and inhales the smell of something sweet.]
caramel tea sounds good
Which isn't an unusual time for Hisoka to rouse himself from his sleep. After all, it takes a little more than an hour and a half for him to feel sufficiently refreshed after his morning restroom routine. His hair can stay down for now, he decides.] Good morning. ♠
Ah, so there was tea in the cabinet after all? ♣ [He finally steps out, stretching an arm in all his bareness, and inhales the smell of something sweet.]