May 24, 2017
a singular repost of @rosetintedoptics’ drawing of marcie.
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a singular repost of @rosetintedoptics’ drawing of marcie.
This is your card! *holds it out where he'll have to bend down to reach it*
Oh yeah? I was looking for that. -Cranes down a LONG way to reach for it, god being tall was a pain.-
🌷 —🌲 — 😇 —
Depends on what you mean by living things, he’s not too bad at keeping a pet, but he’s kind of a selfish prick and wants to spend all his caps on himself. Pets require spending caps on food for them, attention that can’t be put into winning more caps and generally tend to be a drain rather than an useful asset.
If it’s another person then he tends to put the bare minimum effort in taking care of them until they go away or are satisfied. If you’re a friend then he’ll put a tad more effort into it, might even... Care a little?
He only follows the ones he feels are worth following, which to a guy like Malcolm are few and far between. It’s really on a need to follow basis, he follows them as they help him, breaks them as they inconvenience him.
Prompt: hugging them
Dead Sea simply starred in silence as the small woman hugged him tightly. She hardly came up to his hip, so it was more a hip hug than a regular hug. “Prim. Good to see you again.” He simply stated, giving her a small pat on the head.
@rosetintedoptics answered*:
Who was this?
Primrose raised a brow at the orange lady and the food in their hands, she couldn’t recall having introduced herself to the stranger before. Why would they bring her food. She raised a hand, her fingers curled. Would it be ruder to say no? She wasn’t sure, this was a hard time for nutrition and it could be greedy of her to take.
She nodded, and smiled. She pressed her hand to her chest, and then extended it and shook her head. She patted her stomach
“Not hungry?” Lancelot asked, still holding the small meal out as an offering. “Are you sure?”
Her words faltered slightly- Less at the other’s refusal and more the overall odd air of her. From height and bearing, Lance had mistaken the pale woman to be a child at a distance. Up close the other was obviously older and obviously under-dressed for... Well, any public occasion.
“Do... Do you need clothes? Is everything ok?”
Gentle touch mr scary.
His eyebrows furrowed in annoyance and he tried to stop his checks from burning. “There is no such thing as a gentle touch in the wasteland.It is always brutality and harshness.”
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Can’t figure if wantin’ t’ make ya smile is selfish or not, it just feels so damn good. You deserve it, eithah way.
