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Had Marcus the Vulcan been of a less pretentious sort, and of a much greater morning mood, he might have noticed the change in scenery. However, being as he could not remember the night before and his head rang like the gong of a great church in the painful way it did, the annoying sound that awoke him, awoke him in much the wrong way. Having full intention to get up and give the shouty person a piece of his mind, he was so oblivious that he made to get up out of bed, turning to the side. He also made to prop himself up with one hand, using the inn night stand for support as he was still half asleep and less than alert. However, considering neither of those things existed anywhere near him at the moment, he simply accomplished flipping himself rather strangely, smashing his face into the ground.

Groaning at the new shot of pain in his head, he pushed himself up and looked around. His eyes made their way on two different characters, what looked to be a man in black armor and a pale man with a strange choice of hair style. As a duo the two seemed strange indeed, yet from what he could tell they did not look very friendly with each other. He got up and went to fix his presumably ruffled feathers, and forgot he was in human form. He blinked before simply looking up at his hair and straightening it with his hands before walking over to the two. "Whoever was making that insufferable sound-" He left the sentence unfinished, glancing between the two, rather blatantly annoyed.