#riftdrifting

[sancctumm]

❝ Um?… Sorry… Won’t happen again, okay? ❞

✧  (  sentence starters     →   nightmare on elm street

     A    g r o w l.  One that emanated DEEP within his vocals. His own chest RUMBLING in tune. Dark eyes SQUINTED in aggravation as the Vampire picked himself up from the ground. 

     Pale hands dusted himself off before FIXING crooked clothing. Coming to roll his shoulders- and  s i g h.

     “ You ought to watch where you step. You don’t know the kind of PEOPLE you may RUN INTO. Especially at this hour. ”

[mclcore]

Hey, welcome to Tumblr. Have you met anyone else on the island? Anyone stand out to you?

He hums, nodding calmly.

Mal thinks back to a few days before. // @riftdrifting

“Although I was under a different guise, that of my human counterpart - this one was kind. While I’m sure I made him nervous, he entertained my conversation and introduced me to this... New world drink.” Malcore smirks.

“Have you heard of — cof-fee?”

[ofthejunction]

“ happy birthday , dusty ! try not to eat too much cake. save at least one slice for me. ”

He’d done his best – throwing a messy mix into an oven that probably didn’t work properly. Though he could admit he tried, it was a lump of a semi-cooked chocolate cake.Dusty motions to the lopsided and seemingly melting dessert, but he smiles at Nico. “Well - I certainly can’t eat it all on my own. Even I don’t have a sweet tooth big enough for it.” He says, laughing a little.“I’ve got some plates and silverware - wanna huge chunk of it?” Dusty asks, already cutting off a hefty piece to place on a paper plate.

[armadillo-fortnitedad]

@riftdrifting

Armadillo just gazes at the other man for a moment, quiet and observing as he thinks about the question and the words already given. He’s not sure what to make of what he’s seen the past few days, granted it’s not the weirdest, but anything with rifts tended to make him a bit nervous. He always thought back to the visitor...

He knew of the exact moment when Nico had stepped a foot in his desert, knew his comings and goings. Kept an eye on the man at a distance, watched that little trick from afar. He wasn’t sure what to think, but he did know what running oneself into the ground looked like. Concern made him brave enough to get close, which brought him to now.

“Bout, 20ish minuets give or take...”

It wasn’t the whole truth, but he didn’t see the need to explain the whole truth just yet.

[lockpiick]

:// oh hey, @riftdrifting

He’d been a newcomer at one point, right? Jett leans over the edge of the Mayan temple, sneakily peering at the young man walking through the archway into Sunny Steps. Amaterasu must’ve been elsewhere, considering she was usually happy and enthusiastic to greet new people to the small settlement. He hops down, remarkably quiet given the amount of metal hanging from his body. “Hey, kid - what’s up? Need somethin’?” Jett’s golden talisman hangs at his side, fingertips drumming against the metallic tiger mask.

[ofthejunction]

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[icefelled]

" you ever had a burger ? "

             a slow blink, too wide are those doe - eyes that follow him with such demure curiosity. her neck cranes near painfully to observe him proper, accommodating the gap of height between them at such a negligible distance. stare is broken, if only to allow for her to rub thoroughly at the blooming ache in the muscles there. 

               “ oh, uhm. no - “  there’s something particularly bashful about the confession, as if something of humiliation exists beneath her words, eating away until it pries its way out.  “ meat makes me ... unwell. i get very sick when i try to eat it. so ... i am a vegetarian. and we did not have, uhm. alternatives in my home. “ 

[ofthejunction]

“ are you tired ? here, i’ll carry you the rest of the way. ”

Fluff Starters // open

He - can’t say he isn’t surprised, but he could definitely confirm he’s concerned. They, and Dusty especially, had been walking for quite a bit due to both his curiosity and Nico’s about exploring some of the newer features and locations on the Island. At Nico’s question, it’s as if his bag doubles in weight. He sighs, carding a ragged, gloved hand through his messy hair before nodding.“I mean - man… I won’t decline, but I can’t believe you aren’t tired or anything…” Dusty replies. He stops to kneel, pulling his boots up a little further against his calf muscles. “You really think you can carry me an’ my bag n’ stuff?” Mismatched eyes blink, waiting for a response.