#finn darrow

[inekadawnvale]

“...Y’arright?” “Aye, m’fuckin’ great! ...I mighta tinkled a wee bit. Ain’t positive.” “Finn!” Ineka cackles. “I gotta--.. I gotta wash those saddles!” ---------------------------

Riding lessons are fun.

[damian-tacite]

Be a better listener

One day after work Damian decided to stop by The Dead End before making his way home. He’s been contemplating getting a tattoo, something that involved both Zelia and Xander. He was informed by one of his employee’s who already had several done that there was a talented artist who worked there. Damian walked into the small tavern, giving the place a look around before making his way to the bar, it wasn’t really his scene... at least not anymore. As he approached the woman who was taking care of the bar immediately acknowledged him. “What’ll it be?” Damian just looked at the woman for a moment before replying. “Dark Ale.” As the woman poured his drink he decided to get to why he was really there. “I was told that i could find a talented tattoo artist here, is that true?” As the woman set his mug down in front of him she just looked him over... “I’ll go get ‘em.” As she walked into the back room Damian raised his mug to his lips for a small sip of his beverage. “Fin! There’s a guy in a suit here to see ya.” the woman yelled. Damian almost spit his ale out at the name... setting his drink down he just shook his head slowly. “No fucking way...” he said to himself, recalling his brief conversation with the man at the Feast event a few days prior. When Finn walked out he would just see Damian bury his face in his palm as he quietly mumbled to himself.. “Fuck me...” Not the nicest greeting, but given he wanted to breaks his hands a few days ago he should probably settle for it.

( What he really wanted to do lol xD)

@finn-darrow