✗ prinnysitter
✗ nilobuuu
✗ contritiio
✗ strawberrysakura
✗ kuro-kyuubi
Ambers trace along pigments that fail to instill familiarity, obviously. Poised casual, posted upon nearby wooden length with metal heels planted against earth beneath. Anomalous was a routine, more so for mercenaries. Surprise rests easy in the far reaches of vagrant mentality, vigilance maintained. Ebony fabric entwines within the steel hooks of automation belonging to his dominant side. A suitable mount fit for tan jawline to lay beneath whilst verse inevitably escapes. First, as always, if it is to be him partaking in conversation. Chords are pulled with strength, stern, somber, breaking the dense fog provided off nearby chatter. It demands attention, especially when so idly bestown.
"Is there-- something you might need?" A hesitant pause, unfamiliar with hospitality in years of late. "Perhaps-- a map? You, ah, come off as a bit ignorant." Clearly spoken in relevance to said surroundings, but the chance of being asserted as 'rude' is ever-so leisurely overlooked. Blunt, such as himself, has no need for delicacy. However that matter stands to change, for better or worse, in an instant.
