#theislesstart

[percyholt]

two days, that’s how long he’s been around and he’s still to figure out the ins and outs of the place. he knows the basics, of course, thanks to the oh so helpful staff who had unkindly shoved him into a cell after stripping him of everything, including his parents. but percy still hasn’t come up with a proper plan on how to survive this place and maybe even escape it. his best bet has been keeping a low profile for now. “you know, if this is all they’re going to offer, they could have tried a little harder. maybe a swimming pool, a snacks bar. what wouldn’t i do for a burger and some fries right now,” he muses to himself, sitting by himself at the yard.  

[underyourskinx]

Feet were all put literally dragging on returning from the last rental. It was a strange one but not completely off kilter considering the wide variety of weird bullshit people thought they were into these days. The thought made him snort to himself, hair blowing the the salted island air a little bit before hasty, calloused hand reached up to tuck a stray piece safely behind the protection of his ear. It was only then that he’d realized the footsteps behind him, eyes rolling practically out of his head immediately. “Listen, I’m tried. So if you want to fight or fuck, can it wait until tomorrow? Otherwise, fuckin’ murder me, you Freddy Kreuger ass bitch.” 

[victorvictusarchived]

“Here, try this.” Vic turned, tapping their lower lip with his forkful of food. 

“I’ll tell you what it is after you do.” A pause, considering, “And no, it’s not fuckin’ weird or anythin’, this is work food, not me food.”

Another prod against their mouth, more insistent this time. “Don’t make me say please.”

[isxidwoof]

“I’m standing here.” and had been for a few moments, uncaring whether or not he was blocking a path. hindering another from getting around him. he liked this spot. this very spot, right here. head turned, eyes glancing from the corner as he turned to look at who was standing so close to him. “so unless you’re gonna like... give me a fucking reach around or some shit, can you step the fuck back?”

[famxshed]

cavae showers.

not her favorite place to be, but desperate times called for desperate measures at this point. it made more sense to make use of resources found here than ignite anymore whispered fears as she walked through town covered in blood. apparently, it was bad for business or some shit. the scuff of footsteps were heard first, her scent muffled with the blood she was covered in. but mina turned, a hand wiping the water from her face, and then up and over the top of her head. “i don’t mind if you watch,” head tilted back, hand coming to smear the crimson against the hallow of her throat. “but you’d be of more use if you actually helped me.”

[caintakesabel]

The water always provided an eerie kind of calm, a reminder of the patience he tried for but most of the time just ended up losing. The tide always came back, reassurance that there would be another day - even on the ones where he wasn’t particularly interested in having anymore of them. Decades, centuries, they would do that to you. Attention was finally freed from the dialogue in his head, dragons eyes turned to give a look behind shoulder at whomever he assumed had been calling his name, forcing him out of the day dream adjacent haze. This time, for once, he hadn’t sounded quite as annoyed. “What?” Almost confused, but definitely a question rather than a demand - at least not yet.

[godlessgodfrey]

Lock cursed under his breath, turning away from the records he had been checking in. “No, no. You need to go.”

Couldn’t even hum in the privacy of his own damn store without drawing people in, it seemed, if the slightly dazed expression was anything to go by. “I don’t want what you’re selling, and you don’t want what I’m not offering.”

Arms folded over chest, Lock stood his ground. He wasn’t even about to apologize, even if it had technically been his fault.

[taimedown]

“Look, I made the drink.”  He was handing the glass off to the stranger without a care in the world if they actually wanted it - actually it was more about the fact that he was feeling generous enough to spare his talents for this. Once it was finally taken, he’d ignore both gratitude or annoyance, hardly concerned with either. A grin tugged at lips even as they struggled to keep cancer contained between them, reaching up to take it between fingers as single smoke ring was exhaled before attention turned back. “So feel blessed or whatever it is you do, but only a real asshole says no to free alcohol.”