#* joss;

[gallaxians]

closed starter for @zcilovs​ !

The cigarette smoke curls around him, the sound of the party below sending vibrations over the rooftop. It’s a strange but settling scenery, the alcohol that was flooding through his veins was making sure he was having more than just a good time. The shifter taps at the cigarette, letting the ashes dance towards the grounds. “I thought you said you’d be here two hours ago, man--” As much as he wants to curse about how lame the party had become in that time, there’s no point as he’s still here and he had waited. 

“Are you ready to go now or what? If I don’t get my buzz back up, who the fuck knows. It ain’t gonna be daisies.”

[gallaxians]

closed starter for @nthingandnbdy !

“Yeah, I see what you’re saying but I have to say that I don’t care.” Joss gestures to himself, looking oddly at the stranger he had just cut in front of for the line to the till. He reaches out, knocking a package from their hands. “Nerd.”

[gallaxians]

INTRODUCING.. 

Joss Lyre; a refuge from the planet Panthera. He has the ability to control the shadows around him and he probably already hates you.