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@moralpuppet continued from here
He could tell that something was on the boy's mind. Whatever it is, the little dog wanted to help. Not just as part of becoming a therapy dog, but also because he was Orel's friend.
"My day was good. Thank you for asking. I usually spend time with my best friends Puss and Kitty. We've been on lots of adventures together." But enough about Perrito. He had to focus on Orel. "What are you thinking about, Orel? You can tell me anything."
Starter for @moralpuppet utc!
When Gregory saw the boy walk into the Mega PizzaPlex at 11.40pm, two thoughts flashed in his mind. The first being 'what the hell is another kid doing in a place like this so close to closing time?' and the second, 'is he stupid? Does he not know the dangers?'
Gregory was sitting on the stairs leading up to the second floor of the main entrance, looking down with interest at this newcomer. He looked young, either the same age or a little older than him, which made it all the more curious of his purpose here.
'Don't get involved.' was Gregory's initial reaction as he played with the Fazerblaster gripped in his hand, but something told him (his conscience, perhaps?) that he should help this kid, and so he stood up, sliding down the handrail of the stairs all the way to the bottom, stopping near the other boy, arms folded. "So. Who are you?"
OREL (@moralpuppet): " That's a nasty wound ma'am ! I can patch it if you like ! I know how ! "
❛ i reckon it's gon' take more than a little liquorice to fix me up, kid. ❜ but, short of allies, supplies and options as she is right now, she's in no position to refuse a helping hand. ❛ you? an' just what would you know 'bout patchin' folks up? why, you're still wet behind the ears! ❜ there's curiosity in the query, along with a hint of concern. though, she soon abandons this questioning of hers. after all, she herself had learned how to suture as opposed to sew, to get blood out of good clothes and to cover bruises from prying eyes when she was but knee high to a grasshopper. ❛ go on, then. let's see if you ain't just all talk. ❜ she leans forward, peering and grimacing at the hot, angry skin that's thick with grime. ❛ ugly as sin, ain't it? ❜
@moralpuppet. " why are you so sweaty ? is it because you accidentally didn't speak words at that other guy ? he seemed kinda confused . "
glenn's eyebrows furrow at the remark about his sweatiness, instinctively tugging at his collar. he'd have said something back at it, but he can't really deny it. he's drenched, the hair is stuck to the back of his neck. hell, that feels disgusting.
lips downturn into a grimace at the unwelcome sensation, brushing his hair slightly back to distract it. blush darkens face at the exact situation mentioned — it's not that he wanted to falter around alfie, it's just that around him, glenn would stutter and stumble and mumble.
" fuck ... "
he swallows hard, cursing under his breath. if some child is pointing it out, alfie must've noticed it for sure. of course he'd have been confused !
" w - was it that obvious ? ach — ! "
towns like these , the outlaw always knows what to expect . criers in the streets , calling for the redemption of the wandering souls who have had nowhere to turn but to the bad ; the great crosses towering stories above shops and houses , an obvious staple of their so-called ' high society . ' for arthur , all it means is he'll run into more moralizers than usual here .
he's found a particularly curious , and abandoned , table with boxes surrounding it . likely , someone was trying to clean up after themselves . but there are belongings strewn , and not everything has been picked up and packed yet . so arthur ambles his way over , glancing around to make sure no one is watching before swiping a small stack of money from one of the tables and stuffing it into his pants pocket . there's a few unopened bottles of oil and cure , which he picks up and drops in his satchel .
@moralpuppet . " … What'cha doin' there , mister ? " / Orel possibly catching Arthur doing something he shouldn't be in his father's town .
his gloves slip away from the table , leather whispering laughter at him , as if to taunt him . better luck next time , you fool morgan . ❝ just lookin' around , ❞ he says . in his other hand , he clutches the last small bottle . it will be noticed sooner or later , so he chooses to expose it himself , lifting it up for the young stranger and turning it in his fingers , cover to cover . ❝ found this lyin' here all by its lonesome . figured someone must'a left it here . ❞ his gaze meets orel's : a challenge . ❝ you gonna forget what you just saw , or are we 'bout to have an issue ? ❞
╰ ゜UNPROMPTED. / 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐.
▽ - @moralpuppet asked: “ it’s okay ! That was already like that !”
"Oh man..." Phineas had completely underestimated how this latest invention would work, and now he had gone and destroyed something that didn't belong to him. It was rare this happened, so much so that the boy didn't know what to say for a good few seconds.
He rarely miscalculated and while he appreciated the other's reassurance, he couldn't quite buy it.
But the redhead did try to offer a smile in turn, no matter how guilty he felt. "Are you sure? I can probably fix it if you'd like."
DYNAMIC : ROD & OREL @moralpuppet.
@moralpuppet said: <- oh he ? He’d beg to differ the eyes on the wings on make him even more excited ! 👀👀👀👀 being a demon means he’s just going to ask all the questions!
Eugh, it's a child... but it looks interested in him, and he's uncertain if there's any remedy for that other than to engage with it. "Ah... greetings, infant. What?"
