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Crawford Grimgott
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Crawford slowly slid down to the ground with his back against the door, slightly panting, his head buzzing. Blood trickled down his upper lip. His vision was still blurry when he weakly smiled at two gleaming eyes observing him from underneath some rubble. Cautiously, the scrawny kitten poked its head out and soon came pitter-pattering his way, climbing over his belly and his chest to claim its daily scrap of meat. "Eat up. I saved you a juicy one today." His trembling hand gently scratched the cat between its ears as it nibbled at the meat. At least he still had his coat. And his feline friend.
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Mon Jan 02, 2023 3:49 am
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Luke Rustyrose
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It's a small handful of seconds later when the door behind Crawford is abruptly ripped open, revealing a rather irritable man from behind it. "Which of you loudass motherfuckers-"
He pauses mid agitated rant, hammer in hand... and looks down to see a dark haired man... and a kitty. Luke blinks a few times through the soot on his face. ...Kitty cat... He looks at Crawford for a second. ...Well, if he's petting a cat, he's probably not the screamer outside my door. It takes him an extra second to process the injury on the other's head. ...Banging noises...
Wordlessly, he crouches down to squint at his own door... then looks back at the person that had been sitting in front of it. Luke wasn't too pleased to spot a small speck of blood on his door... But he assumed no one was crazy enough to willingly smash their head on a stranger's house entrance. "Woof, you look like shit. Want some disinfectant for that?"
He pauses mid agitated rant, hammer in hand... and looks down to see a dark haired man... and a kitty. Luke blinks a few times through the soot on his face. ...Kitty cat... He looks at Crawford for a second. ...Well, if he's petting a cat, he's probably not the screamer outside my door. It takes him an extra second to process the injury on the other's head. ...Banging noises...
Wordlessly, he crouches down to squint at his own door... then looks back at the person that had been sitting in front of it. Luke wasn't too pleased to spot a small speck of blood on his door... But he assumed no one was crazy enough to willingly smash their head on a stranger's house entrance. "Woof, you look like shit. Want some disinfectant for that?"
Mon Jan 02, 2023 7:49 am
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Crawford Grimgott
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Leave behind your heart and cast away - just another product of today
While the soot stud now had more concern about observing his door, Crawford took his chance. That being: vigorously crawling over the floor of this man's home in order to snatch the swab of dried meat. It slid inside somewhere during the whole ordeal. And he was going to get it back. For it was his. His. He had lurked for hours near the butcher shop for the opportunity to steal some easy chow. No private stead or ungodly late hour stopped him from grabbing back what was his, screw them all to damnation. Laser-focused on peering under furniture on all fours, he shuffled around, leaving droplets of blood everywhere. Until the man stopped right in his tracks, as if frozen in the stolen woman's coat he wore. He felt his heart sink in his chest at a downright awful realization. "Where did the cat go?" With soft gasps he turned to the blonde, panic already growing in his eyes. "Cat. The cat? Have - have you seen it?" Because he hadn't. And if he hadn't, this bloke sure had not either.
Tue Feb 07, 2023 9:48 am
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Luke Rustyrose
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Luke squints at him... and snorts at the returned insult. He deserved that, he could admit. "For the record, this IS my workshop. And the soot is a fashion choice." It is totally, 10000% not a fashion choice. He just fucked up in his backroom. Again. It's fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine. At least nothing caught fire this time.
He blinks as he watches the man scramble into his house, and opens his mouth to protest before he processes the goal of this fervent shuffle. Oh. Food. Luke stands back to let him grab what slipped onto his floorboards. ...Poor sod. Luke furrows his brow a bit as he hears his next question.
"Cat?" He looks around for said kitten... and frowns a little. Not a fuzzy critter in sight... Hm. Well. "...I don't see it, but... I can help ya look?" He had two reasons for proposing this: pity, and his not-so-secret-secret love of cats.
He blinks as he watches the man scramble into his house, and opens his mouth to protest before he processes the goal of this fervent shuffle. Oh. Food. Luke stands back to let him grab what slipped onto his floorboards. ...Poor sod. Luke furrows his brow a bit as he hears his next question.
"Cat?" He looks around for said kitten... and frowns a little. Not a fuzzy critter in sight... Hm. Well. "...I don't see it, but... I can help ya look?" He had two reasons for proposing this: pity, and his not-so-secret-secret love of cats.
Mon Feb 13, 2023 7:16 am
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