[ we're at mcdonalds. the ikea. the mcikea. wherever. and eiden is lifting his drink to his lips when suddenly his jaw kind of slips a little and pours on his jeans. damn. ]
[ slowly putting napkins in his lap from the dispenser, even though they're papery thin and not that great to begin with. don't look at where he spilled his drink what the fuck! it's. more than it should be, but he was caught unawares. he's just a little guy. ]
Definitely isn't mine. [ u may help if you want, but he's doing his best by himself because now he's Embarrassed. ] Shitty first meeting. Anyways, hi... sucks we're stuck here et cetera et cetera...
Yeah, I'm getting sick of this barrier, and there's only so much city I can pace around, though it's been a while since I've seen buildings this tall, hah.
[ he grins ]
So instead of hot priest I can call you... [ as he sits with crinkly napkins in his lap and scrolls his phone ]
I am not calling you Nicholas. You don't look like a Nicky either... [ hm ] Can I just say Nick and call it a day?
Wolfwood does sound a little more badass... I'll think about it. Nice to meet you either way?
[ as he says this, a tiny white stoat just busts out from behind the counter with a crumbly mcdonald's mcgriddle in its mouth with like. all the egg and ham falling out. it's a mess. ]
Wolfwood is not immediately jazzed about pets. He doesn't hate them! He's just strictly neutral about them. His eyes snap to the little friend, brows rising immediately -- but he can't help but snort when Topper is dropping bits and pieces of breakfast sandwich everywhere. ]
[ slowly getting up because like. dammit topper. he's coming over there to just try and pry the sandwich out of his mouth, but instead topper, realizing he is in trouble, drops it on the counter like o - o i got it for you. ]
He's a stoat... [ don't quote him. meanwhile topper is cleaning the cheese off his mouth and running away with the ham while eiden carefully picks up this messy mcgideon. ] He's from the woods, so he's a little out of his depth here.
Yeah. It's a desert planet. The amount of people who told me they have water oceans like on the Old World, and get surprised that mine aren't like that. It's sand, all sand.
[ WHAT A WEEK I say as I return to my home in this Monday morning having been unable to attend either terrible weekend mg event but Wolfwood was there in theory! So he is also here, feeling emotionally not great in theory. Just lugging this cross over to McDonalds or something because he's been smoking nonstop and he's just wondering if he wants to actually change up a vice for a minute but black coffee? During this depression? ]
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