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Red slush, and pink tinged old stony steps. That was all that Twodimensional saw as he trudged up the mountain path to the peaks of Elysium, following after his traveling companion. The serval was a sight to see, with his long and skinny legs, along with the grey-white pelt and veritable mane of azure blue long fur reaching down from the back of his neck to the base of his tail. His most striking feature, however, was his eyes. They were pure black in color, occasionally gleaming with swirls of red when the light hit them just right. The pools of ebony were difficult to read any emotion from, although the rest of his face made up for this, twisted in anxiety as he rushed after Melancholyhill. Despite 2D's longer legs, the canine was moving with such enthusiasm that it was difficult to keep up, not to mention the poor vision that plagued 2D, making it difficult for him to identify where the path twisted and went upwards. It seemed as though every few steps the feline was slipping against icy ground, mumbling out curses as he thrashed and cling to his bag.

Truthfully, 2D had little idea of why he was here, or why he had decided to follow Murdoc in the first place. By all accounts it was a bad idea to follow the bernese all the way here, but 2D could admit he had never had the best judgement. Even before Melancholy had barreled into him and accidentally smashed his head against a rock. He didn't know what it was about the other that made him so convincing, but one moment 2D had been a loner all on his own, and the next minute he had been faithfully following the other, listening to him go on and on about things that didn't make much sense. Or maybe they did, and Two just wasn't paying enough attention. It was usually difficult for him to pay attention, considering the way the world sometimes spun around him, and how everything blurred together in tints of pink, red, and black. He was honestly lucky Murdoc talked so much, since it meant he always had the other's voice to follow after.

The lanky male was eventually startled from his thoughts by the sudden stopping of Murdoc in front of him, a yelp leaving 2D as he bumped into the other's backside. Confused as to what had caused his companion to fall silent, the black eyed serval moved to glance over Murdoc's shoulder, his eyes widening a bit when he saw the opening of tunnels in front of them. He was immediately struck with a sense of anxiety as he squirmed up to the canine's side, muttering softly, "Muds, are you really sure 'bout this? 'Cause those tunnels look real big, 'n' I don't really wanna go and get lost, y'know?" Noticing a distinct lack of response from beside him, 2D scowled a little, pushing against the other's side and hissing more loudly, "Murdoc! Are you ignorin' me? Come on you old sod! I smell people!" His voice gained a slightly anxious edge to it as he spoke, worried about what kind of scary animals could live up in the mountains.

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It really shouldn't have surprised 2D that the first person to come rushing over to their intrusion seemed stunned by their appearances. After all, they were quite the odd pair, especially when you put them side by side. Konrad didn't seem to be threatening them in any way, yet the lanky serval still found himself pressing into and almost trying to hide behind his traveling companion, still used to only the loner life and the occasional presence of Murdoc at his side. He wasn't sure why the canine wanted to stay here – and he was around 50% sure the other was just pulling reasoning out of his ass – but he'd never been big on questioning anybody, especially Murdoc. So, taking a deep breath, the black eyed male mumbled in his high and frequently cracking voice, "Uh... hey there. Hi. No, we don't have passports, r'anyfing like that..." His voice held his usual vaguely cockney accent as he continued, making him somewhat difficult to understand, "My mamet's Twodimensional, but most people just call me 2D, 'cause it's easier f'them. I'm just a loner, y'know? No real home before this... I suppose we're here ta join."

When another Elysite approached them, 2D found himself freezing up, his heart beating rapidly in his chest at Playerone's appearance. Even though his entire world was bathed in hues of pink and red anyways, the serval could clearly see the power occasionally arcing off of the hybrid, filling him with fear. He pressed himself further into Murdoc, disguising it as a gentle nudge while speaking, black gaze focused upwards on his companion, "W-Well, go on then. Introduce y'self, Murdoc." It didn't even really occur to the feline that he had basically introduced the other for him, but that wasn't exactly surprising. Even before his injuries, 2D had never been the brightest bulb.