#coltzfoot

[tv-t1me]

Inside Ralsei's castle, within the lobby area, one cowboy is leaned on the edge of one wall, while another (while much taller and much bigger) leaned on the adjacent side. The first of the two, the newer resident to Castle Town, crossed his arms as his hat fell enough to cover his eyes. "So," Yellow began, voice dripping in deep cryptic, "yer not new 'round these parts, aintcha?"

📺⭐🟥⭕ He has no idea of who exactly this is. Only that they seemed to appear along with the Lightners after the festival like a tumbleweed rolling in. Everyone else was distracted, excited about the new Lightner coming to town. Him? His eyes landed on a gilded figure, as if in permanently golden hour. He could practically hear the banjo music the second they were in his sights ( maybe he literally could ) -- the rattle of their spurs, the drawl of their tongue. You've gotta be kidding ! They look straight off one of his magic sets! He was giddy. Just like old times!

Following in what he so quickly recognized as their genre, he assumed character almost impulsively, too endeared not to, putting on his old west costume with a twirl and his best Clint Eastwood-type before silently coming into view and joining them on this wall, crossing his arms in mirror, a strand of dried straw in his teeth.

His hat did not cover his eyes... because he did not have eyes to cover-- but still, he pushes one end up with a flick of his thumb, speaking low and slow like a setting sun. " ... I ain't new... but I ain't old, neither. " Well-- he's only been here a few days, that is. " Wind blew me in... I reckon that wind might just blow me out one'a these days. " He cants his head their way, rolling the wheat in his teeth. Yes, he has residence here in Castletown, but he can't help but long to be elsewhere. But where? In that way, he was kind of a roaming, lone rider... wasn't he? Nowhere to call home. In that way... it was kind of nice to play pretend as some mysterious cowboy in his situation. It made it feel... kind of not so bad.

" What 'bout you, pardner? You the type to plant roots? "

[mewsnfrills]

@coltzfoot has rang the bell for service!

The Addison's Cafe was finally getting back to how it used to look! To think that it could become this much of a mess with just turning their back. If Rouxles appeared in here again, he will face punishment.

Those thoughts were put to the side when they heard footsteps with a metallic clang against the floor. Seafoam's little assistants had been out for some time and got the smaller things tended to as they approached the visitor.

"Welcome!" They greeted as the floral scent was picked up on their nose. "You must be one of our newest residents! The Prince has told me quite a bit about the lot of you! You may call me Seafoam!"

[trickdied]

Castle Town was busy around this time of night, Battat can't say he was very pleased with that. But he was bored out of his mind, and with no Tenna to go bother at the moment (he was busy elsewhere,) and his King seemed to not need him at the moment, he decided to go check out whatever those newbies from the Dark Fountain were up to.

Battat adjusts his tie in a nervous soothing stim as he strides into what he can only assume is... their performance hall? When was this made?? Whatever, Ralsei was magic, he can do what he wants. It was so... floral smelling in here. It wasn't bad, but it was overpowering... he would have to get used to it, or else it would give him a headache... and he really did not want to deal with another pounding migraine tonight.

Looks like the show hasn't started yet. He'd heard Yellow and another flower named Blue had been performing lately, so he slides into a chair close to the stage and folds his hands in his lap, sitting proper. Admittedly, he hadn't seen these guys around yet, he'd been holed up in his room and keeping to himself mostly, just hanging around Jongler and Pluey... regrettably. If the King didn't request his presence he wouldn't come to his aid, so truly he... had no purpose to leave his room as of late.

This had better be good, that's all he had to say. Or think, in this case.

@coltzfoot \\ closed starter.

[darksanctuaries]

@coltzfoot asked: are you taking me to the place we had dinner last time ?

❝ oh, no. not at all, dear. ❞ a bordeline mischievous smile curls upon his lips, eyelashes fluttering like petals lulled by a gentle breeze. with a graceful twirl, blue extends his left arm toward the path unfurling before them and announces:

❝ flowery graced us with ... a second diner. ❞ which might or might not be a copy of the original one. still, the place itselfhas taken root in a different location, so his integrity remains unscathed. ❝ he walks with a lighter step, radiant and unburnened now that asgore is here. our little, botanical realm has stretched its vibrant wings, blooming ever wider, draped in even more beauty ... oh, how marvellous. ❞ almost as marvellous as the prospect of sharing a hearty meal with the cowboy who threatens to make his heart leap out his chest.