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got chrome in the bloodstream - Tvarog - December 17, 2020
@Sequoia; vaguey-vague.
having grown bored of the silver creek, tvarog ventured east; traversing the varying landscapes of the wilds; jack’o’lantern gaze surveying as he makes a mental map, filling in blanks with small points of interest to remember. unfettered and unsettled allows the slavicshadow to follow his whims and greater desires; a freedom he’d long since grown accustomed to in the badlands.
the morning was overcast; holding steadfast to the chill of winter as snows dust the floor of the permafrost hollow; like the brush of powdered sugar upon a pastry. he leaves a trail in his wake he doesn’t attempt to cover — believing there’s no need; he’s a loner and he doubts any of blood or clan cared enough to track him all the way here — poking ‘round the mouth of a cave, ultimately trying to decide whether it was unoccupied. at the very least, if offered shelter from the worst of the biting winds of night and with a wanderer outlaw with no place to go home he didn't quite have the liberty of being picky as far as temporary shelters went.
RE: got chrome in the bloodstream - Sequoia - December 18, 2020
She had settled into a bit of a routine in the asscrack of rock that was now her home. She slept in her little "apartment" there at night, woke up whenever she felt like it, and then roamed around seeking out recruits or suitors (or both). Sequoia had yet to find a worthy suitor, but she reassured herself that she had plenty of time. Spring and summer were still months away, and Mahler had more or less promised her the wellbeing of her future children.
When she spotted a swarthy male up ahead, she smirked to herself. Target acquired! He had pretty markings down his back, and he looked structurally sound. Yes, these were the things she was looking for. Well, at least at first. The other stuff she could train into a boy, she told herself.
Hey handsome,she greeted, taking in a breath of his scent and with it came the color her brain associated with him. A dark, dark red.
RE: got chrome in the bloodstream - Tvarog - December 19, 2020
hey handsome,
the drift of voice accompanying the tell-tale signs of footfalls upon the earth as she’d no doubt neared him. it is only as her voice hangs in the air between them that he bothered to pay her any mind; a man certainly more concerned with his own than strangers he happens across. or, rather, who happen across him. a lot could be said about tvarog but that he was a friendly stranger wasn’t one of them.
despite this, annoying societal obligations drilled into him by instinct and teachings, jack’o’lantern gaze drifts towards her all the same, giving her his attention. her eyes as mismatched, her pelage mostly white with splotches brown and cream. markings he can’t say he’s seen before and he’s not sure whether to be interested or not.
hey,he greets back, ever the cool-as-ice greaser.
RE: got chrome in the bloodstream - Sequoia - January 07, 2021
He greeted her with a simple hey, and since she could not read minds (thank goodness), she assumed that meant he was at least somewhat interested in her. Good. Cool. Awesome.
What brings you around these parts?she asked. Yes. Keep it simple. Try not to make quick judgements. Maybe. Unless he's a dick, in which case make the quickest judgement possible.