#drlfting

[ofthejunction]

"Hello there. Hope I'm not intruding on your little home, but I wanted to drop by and see if you needed anything."

There’s loud clattering as a wild-haired blonde turns to face him.

“Oh!” A helmet is placed on a work bench behind him, surrounded by more clutter. It’s clear he was working and certainly not expecting visitors.

“H-hey —“ He says, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yeah, no, uh - all good in here. ‘Preciate the visit, though. Have we.... Uh - met?” Dusty asks.

[rex-and-chomp]

"Glad you found someone, buddy!"

ehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

[loverangerr]

😘 - Drift / Dimitri

[fable-the-huntress]

🌺 "I figured you'd like red roses?"

Fable pulled down her hood, letting Dimitri place the rose in her hair.

“Thank you! Roses are pretty nice. They match my hair too,” she smiled.

[loverangerr]

"You 'rock'! ... I'm sorry, that was a terrible pun."

[ofthejunction]

🍛

Ask my muse how good they are at:

🍛 - cooking

“Because I was usually locked to the Fixer shop, a lot of my food was whatever I could order and have delivered. Though - “ He chuckles to himself, “- I’m pretty dang good at grilling out!”

[armadillo-fortnitedad]

Drift.

Case File: Drift

That’s how it started anyways. Just a name on a file, a name attached to the other strange things that had happened on the island. First it was the rocket and the giant rift in the sky, then it was the portals all around the island making signs and other things disappear. But what disappeared had come back after a few weeks, and when those things came back it brought rifts, a strange teleportation that had definitely come in handy in many ways.

Though it wasn’t just the rifts that had come to the island, there was also some kid, and the new invention of a golf cart, glorified and called an ATK. Stupidest name ever, or so Armadillo felt. He also found it slightly ironic that the kid’s name was Drift, it reminded him of a fancy name for the rifts that had come on the island. Perhaps it was fitting that the two shared something in common. Either way, Armadillo just rolled his eyes in amusement.

When he and his team, The Advanced Forces, went to investigate the ATK sight as well as where the famous Durr Burger restaurant sign had landed, it was no surprise that the only sign of the kid was the spray paint of some sort of cat, or what Armadillo thought was a cat. After a long discussion of back and forth arguing, he was later convinced that it was a type of fox spirit, called a kitsune, and not a cat. He still wasn’t so sure though, but he was sure, that who ever this kid was, he had some admirable skill. It reminded him of the other spray painter on the island, Abstrakt or what ever he called himself.

He and his team had gotten a tip that the kid had been spotted in Lazy Links with Brite Bomber, Cuddle Team Leader, and Rex. Armadillo wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing, it sounded like the perfect recipe of a disaster considering who was all in that squad, not counting this Drift person.

Probably makes one hell of a squad...

Armadillo thought to himself with an eye roll, both amused and concerned. Eyes were placed everywhere, if this kid so much as sneezed everyone in the Advanced Forces would know about it. Armadillo and Scorpion were placed back at their base near Paradise Palms, the rest of the team went back to their bases to see how this new member of the island would behave.

Armadillo was immediately put to the front lines when Drift set his foot in the desert, sniper rifle at the ready he watched the kid’s every move through his scope. The kid’s trip in the desert seemed to end with a sort of pool party, which had of course gained the attention of all the other locals in the neighborhood. The man could only smile, maybe this kid wasn’t so bad after all, and Drift definitely had nice tastes, both in outfit and hairstyle.

Then the Cube showed up, Drift’s file was place on the back burner, labeled as potentially not a threat as every armed forces member now focused on The Cube and the new disease of Cube Sickness. Armadillo thought about Drift now and then though, he hoped to meet the kid in person one day, maybe when things calmed down again....

[armadillo-fortnitedad]

"Hey dad, I uh... made you something." His outstretched hand holds a furled piece of paper. As Arma opens it, he sees a finely drawn canyon outline, complete with cacti and tumbleweeds dotting the ground. It's splattered and quickly painted with watercolours of grey, sandy brown, and green.

“Oh? Did ya now?”

Armadillo asked with a smile in his tone as he carefully opens up the paper, blinking in surprise at the beautiful outline of all the different desert characteristics and the pretty blend of the different water colors.

“Wow, this is beautiful Dimi. Thank you so much for this, I know exactly where I’ll hang it up at.”

He said to his son with a grin in his tone as he gazed at the painting again, knowing that there’s a perfect blank wall in his team’s base of operations that he could hang it up at. He’d be able to look at it every day, and it would also stay safe from nature.