[That's a great many words. Possibly most of them are not actually applicable to the path on which they're walking -- but Kratos can find out, easily enough, by using the road as a comparative base. At any rate, Skulduggery seems to enjoy showing off his breadth of knowledge.
[When they reach the end of the street Kratos pauses to take in the surroundings. The vehicles coming from the car corner slow as they reach the corner with the open doors; and he can see where one exits a ramp down that end and turns toward them, slow at first then speeding up as it leaves the area. The lights on the corner change colour, and the vehicles slow to a halt. So this mode of transportation has rules behind it; that's somewhat reassuring, at least.
[But they're extremely loud as they pass. Kratos doesn't wince, but he does dull his hearing somewhat, to take the edge off the roar of the vehicle. It makes it more difficult to hear the singing across the street, but Kratos intends to get closer. Even still, judging by the strings of lights, and the singers, and the tree he can see in the window beside those open doors -- combined with the low temperature he'd noted previously -- it's fairly clear there's some kind of winter festival occurring.
[Kratos sets off toward the open doors, but pauses to glance at Skulduggery. Then he shakes his head, accompanying the motion with a verbal denial. He isn't sure whether Skulduggery is asking him if he's tired or whether he needs a place to sleep, but the answer is the same, regardless.
[Then he points to the road in which the vehicles are moving.]
no subject
[When they reach the end of the street Kratos pauses to take in the surroundings. The vehicles coming from the car corner slow as they reach the corner with the open doors; and he can see where one exits a ramp down that end and turns toward them, slow at first then speeding up as it leaves the area. The lights on the corner change colour, and the vehicles slow to a halt. So this mode of transportation has rules behind it; that's somewhat reassuring, at least.
[But they're extremely loud as they pass. Kratos doesn't wince, but he does dull his hearing somewhat, to take the edge off the roar of the vehicle. It makes it more difficult to hear the singing across the street, but Kratos intends to get closer. Even still, judging by the strings of lights, and the singers, and the tree he can see in the window beside those open doors -- combined with the low temperature he'd noted previously -- it's fairly clear there's some kind of winter festival occurring.
[Kratos sets off toward the open doors, but pauses to glance at Skulduggery. Then he shakes his head, accompanying the motion with a verbal denial. He isn't sure whether Skulduggery is asking him if he's tired or whether he needs a place to sleep, but the answer is the same, regardless.
[Then he points to the road in which the vehicles are moving.]
Road.