Eggo - Backdated, OTA

[st_artrekodo]

Odo sat quietly in a dark corner of the bar. His egg laid opened on the table, discarded, forgotten, its impossibility fading amongst so many impossible things around here. The changeling was perfectly still, so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even remember to mimic the human need to breathe or blink. In front of him, a small triangular object was set, untouched.