#birkandco

[highkingofworms]

{{ ♚ Birkandco ♚ }}

Mannimarco heaved a weary, tired sigh and he lowered himself into the chair at the inn, still holding his staff and leaning back into his chair. He stretched his long legs out, relishing in the soft warmth of the fire as his worn muscles slowly relaxed.

[upprorsbjorn]

birkandco ♥ for a starter

“-- Am I dead?”

[falsethaumaturge]

ROUGH TOUCH [ gr8 icebreaker from Birk ]

Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.

He makes no noise - instead shock comes in the form of a wide-eyed stare, slanted orbs fixing on the stranger the second hands slammed down upon his shoulders. Had he had both feet, perhaps he would have had the balance to move out of the situation. But the man had caught him off guard - his knees smacked against the pavement with a crack before he had the time to respond promptly.   Teeth bare immediately, hands raising to catch onto the grips on his shoulder - fully intending on frying the bastard without a warning.