'Diah & Ockie

a Night at The Museum RP blog

[togas-and-stetsons]

An Introduction

My hellos from the Museum of Natural History!

Yes this is the same mod of @just-a-lone-soul and my other blogs, I always loved night at the museum, it was my hyper fixation for years but as I've started RP, Ive realized I still love these movies, especially these little guys and I can do more than just fanfic! (But if you want I'm wtf_is_a_flapjack on AO3, take your pick of fics (there might be more on the way))

In any case, welcome these two goobers to the stage!

Rules;

-No homophobia

-No racism

-Absolutely no AI

-No shipping discourse (this is a Jedtavius account, will it all be strictly romantic? No, but it is)

-Dont like? Don't read!

-No harassment of anyone including other mods and characters

-No NSFW talk

-crossovers are allowed and encouraged, so are OC's!

-This is supposed to be fun, don't be uncool

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius...can you help me with my history homework about the history of Rome, please

Of course! Anything to help with the blazing discovery of the glory of Rome!

[togas-and-stetsons]

Let's roll!

I decided to do something a bit silly, because this is a blog dedicated to these two goobers, why not throw another version of them into the mix?

If you had read my fic "hold my skates, I got a date" that will be the basis of these two lol

If you want to send asks to HMSIGAD Jedediah or Octavius send the following first before the ask

To oct; "mayhem" "general" or 🛼

To Jed; "artist" "cowboy" or ✏️

I may or may not include other characters but for now it'll just be these two, I love this story and my re-write has brought me so much joy that I can't help but wanna write more of them

Please send asks if you wish and if you haven't, maybe give my fic a read? Promise the re-write will be better lmao

Thanks a bunch! And keep the asks rolling in!

[togas-and-stetsons]

have yall ever tried trading clothes/ styles before (if not would you?)

We have swamp helms before and Jedediah has tried on my chest plate but besides that, no, I just don't believe we would be very comfortable, on both ends

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[red-dead-muses]

Charles chuckled and honestly laughed a little. ❝You remind me of a-... friend of mine.❞ he hummed and shook his head.

❝'m sure you'll be back there soon...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"really? Well that can't be right! Ol 'diah is one of a kind"

"your model was made 25 times"

Jedediah pushed him a bit "aw, shush! We didn't get y'all's fancy custom model whathaveyou's!"

"and yet they still couldn't get it right"

"are ya really still salty about that?"

"as the sea, dear friend"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles smirked, confused of.. what they were generally talking about, but didn't say it. ❝...I knew OF a jedediah, from books, he died years back. But you just have the... attitude of another person I know. He's probably out and about around himself.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah's eyes seemed to light up "hah! See! Someone did appreciate my past life's work!"

Octavius cocked an eyebrow "Nicky telling you that you have a forest in California named after you wasn't enough?"

"you founded an Empire, let me have this"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles watched them too, amusement growing. This was entertaining to say the least. Taima huffed, and tried to nip at the plume again, making the man sigh and hold out a carrot to her.

[just-a-lone-soul]

Jedediah huffed but looked over "who's your friend, by the way? Maybe I should meet them"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles hummed, ❝He goes by Dylan. He's... an odd one, and you'll see what I mean.❞ he smiled, thinking they'd enjoy meeting him, and so would dylan.

❝We can check his usual spots... he don't change much.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh! I know him! We met him a few hours ago, he's the one that found me when I couldn't find Ockie here"

[red-dead-muses]

❝Surprised he let you go,❞ Charles mused and chuckled. ❝Well, you remind me of him in some aspects.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"it...took some convincing, definitely, and I can see the similarities you mention"

[red-dead-muses]

He nodded then cleared his throat, ❝Are you two getting along fine around here?... I take no trouble yet?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"none that we can't deal with...unless of course there's a bear"

"hey, you mock but I won that fight, thank ya very much!"

[red-dead-muses]

❝You had a run in with a bear?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"yessir, got my scalp clean ripped off, still have a helluva scar from it too, but ya can't see most of it cause of my hair"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles internally winced. Didn't sound too fun. ❝Lucky to be alive...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"eh, alive 'nough I'd say"

"to a certain degree, yes"

[red-dead-muses]

...Well no use beating around the dead horse anymore. Charles was silent for a moment then clicked his tongue and taima went off, huffing. ❝Alright, you say you two are from... New york.❞ he rumbled, thinking of his words.

❝...Yet I have a feeling you're not exactly as you... seem to be.❞ I mean, the man couldn't really bed Jedidiah, nor Octavius, orrrr they were really from the past. And some how knew each other.

[togas-and-stetsons]

"ah...well, yes, I believe it would be rather confusing without the context, we are museum exhibits, in the Museum of Natural History in New York City however, also quite far into the future it seems, which is an odd thing to say, I am modeled after Gaius Octavius, the first emperor of Rome while Jedediah is modeled after the explorer of the same name...with a few creative liberties as we aren't full figures like Theodore or Sacagawea and aren't flesh and bone like Ahkmenrah or Rexy"

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[red-dead-muses]

Charles chuckled and honestly laughed a little. ❝You remind me of a-... friend of mine.❞ he hummed and shook his head.

❝'m sure you'll be back there soon...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"really? Well that can't be right! Ol 'diah is one of a kind"

"your model was made 25 times"

Jedediah pushed him a bit "aw, shush! We didn't get y'all's fancy custom model whathaveyou's!"

"and yet they still couldn't get it right"

"are ya really still salty about that?"

"as the sea, dear friend"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles smirked, confused of.. what they were generally talking about, but didn't say it. ❝...I knew OF a jedediah, from books, he died years back. But you just have the... attitude of another person I know. He's probably out and about around himself.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah's eyes seemed to light up "hah! See! Someone did appreciate my past life's work!"

Octavius cocked an eyebrow "Nicky telling you that you have a forest in California named after you wasn't enough?"

"you founded an Empire, let me have this"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles watched them too, amusement growing. This was entertaining to say the least. Taima huffed, and tried to nip at the plume again, making the man sigh and hold out a carrot to her.

[just-a-lone-soul]

Jedediah huffed but looked over "who's your friend, by the way? Maybe I should meet them"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles hummed, ❝He goes by Dylan. He's... an odd one, and you'll see what I mean.❞ he smiled, thinking they'd enjoy meeting him, and so would dylan.

❝We can check his usual spots... he don't change much.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh! I know him! We met him a few hours ago, he's the one that found me when I couldn't find Ockie here"

[red-dead-muses]

❝Surprised he let you go,❞ Charles mused and chuckled. ❝Well, you remind me of him in some aspects.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"it...took some convincing, definitely, and I can see the similarities you mention"

[red-dead-muses]

He nodded then cleared his throat, ❝Are you two getting along fine around here?... I take no trouble yet?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"none that we can't deal with...unless of course there's a bear"

"hey, you mock but I won that fight, thank ya very much!"

[red-dead-muses]

❝You had a run in with a bear?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"yessir, got my scalp clean ripped off, still have a helluva scar from it too, but ya can't see most of it cause of my hair"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles internally winced. Didn't sound too fun. ❝Lucky to be alive...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"eh, alive 'nough I'd say"

"to a certain degree, yes"

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[red-dead-muses]

Charles chuckled and honestly laughed a little. ❝You remind me of a-... friend of mine.❞ he hummed and shook his head.

❝'m sure you'll be back there soon...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"really? Well that can't be right! Ol 'diah is one of a kind"

"your model was made 25 times"

Jedediah pushed him a bit "aw, shush! We didn't get y'all's fancy custom model whathaveyou's!"

"and yet they still couldn't get it right"

"are ya really still salty about that?"

"as the sea, dear friend"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles smirked, confused of.. what they were generally talking about, but didn't say it. ❝...I knew OF a jedediah, from books, he died years back. But you just have the... attitude of another person I know. He's probably out and about around himself.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah's eyes seemed to light up "hah! See! Someone did appreciate my past life's work!"

Octavius cocked an eyebrow "Nicky telling you that you have a forest in California named after you wasn't enough?"

"you founded an Empire, let me have this"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles watched them too, amusement growing. This was entertaining to say the least. Taima huffed, and tried to nip at the plume again, making the man sigh and hold out a carrot to her.

[just-a-lone-soul]

Jedediah huffed but looked over "who's your friend, by the way? Maybe I should meet them"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles hummed, ❝He goes by Dylan. He's... an odd one, and you'll see what I mean.❞ he smiled, thinking they'd enjoy meeting him, and so would dylan.

❝We can check his usual spots... he don't change much.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh! I know him! We met him a few hours ago, he's the one that found me when I couldn't find Ockie here"

[red-dead-muses]

❝Surprised he let you go,❞ Charles mused and chuckled. ❝Well, you remind me of him in some aspects.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"it...took some convincing, definitely, and I can see the similarities you mention"

[red-dead-muses]

He nodded then cleared his throat, ❝Are you two getting along fine around here?... I take no trouble yet?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"none that we can't deal with...unless of course there's a bear"

"hey, you mock but I won that fight, thank ya very much!"

[red-dead-muses]

❝You had a run in with a bear?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"yessir, got my scalp clean ripped off, still have a helluva scar from it too, but ya can't see most of it cause of my hair"

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[red-dead-muses]

Charles chuckled and honestly laughed a little. ❝You remind me of a-... friend of mine.❞ he hummed and shook his head.

❝'m sure you'll be back there soon...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"really? Well that can't be right! Ol 'diah is one of a kind"

"your model was made 25 times"

Jedediah pushed him a bit "aw, shush! We didn't get y'all's fancy custom model whathaveyou's!"

"and yet they still couldn't get it right"

"are ya really still salty about that?"

"as the sea, dear friend"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles smirked, confused of.. what they were generally talking about, but didn't say it. ❝...I knew OF a jedediah, from books, he died years back. But you just have the... attitude of another person I know. He's probably out and about around himself.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah's eyes seemed to light up "hah! See! Someone did appreciate my past life's work!"

Octavius cocked an eyebrow "Nicky telling you that you have a forest in California named after you wasn't enough?"

"you founded an Empire, let me have this"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles watched them too, amusement growing. This was entertaining to say the least. Taima huffed, and tried to nip at the plume again, making the man sigh and hold out a carrot to her.

[just-a-lone-soul]

Jedediah huffed but looked over "who's your friend, by the way? Maybe I should meet them"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles hummed, ❝He goes by Dylan. He's... an odd one, and you'll see what I mean.❞ he smiled, thinking they'd enjoy meeting him, and so would dylan.

❝We can check his usual spots... he don't change much.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh! I know him! We met him a few hours ago, he's the one that found me when I couldn't find Ockie here"

[red-dead-muses]

❝Surprised he let you go,❞ Charles mused and chuckled. ❝Well, you remind me of him in some aspects.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"it...took some convincing, definitely, and I can see the similarities you mention"

[red-dead-muses]

He nodded then cleared his throat, ❝Are you two getting along fine around here?... I take no trouble yet?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"none that we can't deal with...unless of course there's a bear"

"hey, you mock but I won that fight, thank ya very much!"

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[red-dead-muses]

Charles chuckled and honestly laughed a little. ❝You remind me of a-... friend of mine.❞ he hummed and shook his head.

❝'m sure you'll be back there soon...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"really? Well that can't be right! Ol 'diah is one of a kind"

"your model was made 25 times"

Jedediah pushed him a bit "aw, shush! We didn't get y'all's fancy custom model whathaveyou's!"

"and yet they still couldn't get it right"

"are ya really still salty about that?"

"as the sea, dear friend"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles smirked, confused of.. what they were generally talking about, but didn't say it. ❝...I knew OF a jedediah, from books, he died years back. But you just have the... attitude of another person I know. He's probably out and about around himself.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah's eyes seemed to light up "hah! See! Someone did appreciate my past life's work!"

Octavius cocked an eyebrow "Nicky telling you that you have a forest in California named after you wasn't enough?"

"you founded an Empire, let me have this"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles watched them too, amusement growing. This was entertaining to say the least. Taima huffed, and tried to nip at the plume again, making the man sigh and hold out a carrot to her.

[just-a-lone-soul]

Jedediah huffed but looked over "who's your friend, by the way? Maybe I should meet them"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles hummed, ❝He goes by Dylan. He's... an odd one, and you'll see what I mean.❞ he smiled, thinking they'd enjoy meeting him, and so would dylan.

❝We can check his usual spots... he don't change much.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh! I know him! We met him a few hours ago, he's the one that found me when I couldn't find Ockie here"

[red-dead-muses]

❝Surprised he let you go,❞ Charles mused and chuckled. ❝Well, you remind me of him in some aspects.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"it...took some convincing, definitely, and I can see the similarities you mention"

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[red-dead-muses]

Charles chuckled and honestly laughed a little. ❝You remind me of a-... friend of mine.❞ he hummed and shook his head.

❝'m sure you'll be back there soon...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"really? Well that can't be right! Ol 'diah is one of a kind"

"your model was made 25 times"

Jedediah pushed him a bit "aw, shush! We didn't get y'all's fancy custom model whathaveyou's!"

"and yet they still couldn't get it right"

"are ya really still salty about that?"

"as the sea, dear friend"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles smirked, confused of.. what they were generally talking about, but didn't say it. ❝...I knew OF a jedediah, from books, he died years back. But you just have the... attitude of another person I know. He's probably out and about around himself.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah's eyes seemed to light up "hah! See! Someone did appreciate my past life's work!"

Octavius cocked an eyebrow "Nicky telling you that you have a forest in California named after you wasn't enough?"

"you founded an Empire, let me have this"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles watched them too, amusement growing. This was entertaining to say the least. Taima huffed, and tried to nip at the plume again, making the man sigh and hold out a carrot to her.

[just-a-lone-soul]

Jedediah huffed but looked over "who's your friend, by the way? Maybe I should meet them"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles hummed, ❝He goes by Dylan. He's... an odd one, and you'll see what I mean.❞ he smiled, thinking they'd enjoy meeting him, and so would dylan.

❝We can check his usual spots... he don't change much.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh! I know him! We met him a few hours ago, he's the one that found me when I couldn't find Ockie here"

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[red-dead-muses]

Charles chuckled and honestly laughed a little. ❝You remind me of a-... friend of mine.❞ he hummed and shook his head.

❝'m sure you'll be back there soon...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"really? Well that can't be right! Ol 'diah is one of a kind"

"your model was made 25 times"

Jedediah pushed him a bit "aw, shush! We didn't get y'all's fancy custom model whathaveyou's!"

"and yet they still couldn't get it right"

"are ya really still salty about that?"

"as the sea, dear friend"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles smirked, confused of.. what they were generally talking about, but didn't say it. ❝...I knew OF a jedediah, from books, he died years back. But you just have the... attitude of another person I know. He's probably out and about around himself.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah's eyes seemed to light up "hah! See! Someone did appreciate my past life's work!"

Octavius cocked an eyebrow "Nicky telling you that you have a forest in California named after you wasn't enough?"

"you founded an Empire, let me have this"

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[red-dead-muses]

Charles chuckled and honestly laughed a little. ❝You remind me of a-... friend of mine.❞ he hummed and shook his head.

❝'m sure you'll be back there soon...❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"really? Well that can't be right! Ol 'diah is one of a kind"

"your model was made 25 times"

Jedediah pushed him a bit "aw, shush! We didn't get y'all's fancy custom model whathaveyou's!"

"and yet they still couldn't get it right"

"are ya really still salty about that?"

"as the sea, dear friend"

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius noted that he was incredibly efficient in his work, it baffled him, to be quite honest, to see a bow and arrow being used, Jedediah had said this was near his time, just a bit after him in relativity, where guns such as his own pistols, revolvers and shotguns, were becoming mainstream, at least in the "Wild West" so to see an instrument that he was used too, being used in a time he wasn't, almost startled him to a degree, he peered through the trees, he was hunting, which made a lot more sense

[red-dead-muses]

Charles picked up the rabbit by the back legs, carefully hauling it up, other hand gripping the arrow and taking it out. The man gave a small hum as he inspected the animal, searching for any possible disease he could see. The rabbit had seemed healthy for the minutes he watched, but best to double check.

When he decided he was satisfied, he gave a sharp whistle; a neigh was sounded back, along with hooves, oddly though, approaching Octavius. Taimas ears were perked, and had seen him, deciding to do a little detour that way.

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius saw the horse, a beautiful statillon, who seemed interested in his helm, especially the plume, he took off his helmet at her nipping "ah, no, no, please do not eat that"

[red-dead-muses]

(Realized I did Bucks banner last time oop)

Taima seemed to almost frown and huffed, giving a small whine along with it. Why was this strange man withholding something so interesting? So mean!

Charles immediately was more alert than before at the voice, and the whine. Not a whine of pain thankfully, just a pout more so. Still, even if the new voice sounded... friendly, none can be too careful. So he followed the sound, pushing past some bushes. He saw Taima trying to nip at the plume and he gave another small whistle. ❝Taima, back.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius mentally noted that this Tamia did in fact step back, even if she seemed very stubborn "she's very well trained, reminds me of the horses I would see from the racers in Circus Maximus"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles gave a small polite nod of acknowledgement at the compliment. ❝Thank you, I've trained her myself.❞ he murmered, trying to keep his frame relaxed, but still showing he was aware. He walked closer to Taima, hooking the rabbit to the wide of the saddle, glancing to the man.

He was dressed... oddly. Like a knight, or so from back then, and the books Jack read with Hosea sometimes. It confused him, and for a moment he wondered if there was some circus or show nearby happening. . ❝What brings you out here?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"just a simple stroll, it's quite interesting being outside again after so long, even if I feel like I need to stay in one place I believe I'll simply go mad in this predicament...might I inquire your name? You seem very interesting"

[red-dead-muses]

Being outside again? Had he been stuck somewhere? Why? His brow furrowed but he made no further comment in the moment. ❝I see. It's... good to get out.❞

❝Charles. And you?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius gave his salute, nodding his head

"Gaius Agustus Octavius, but you can simply call me Octavius, if you'd like...or butcher my name to Hades and back as a certain cowboy already does"

[red-dead-muses]

...certainly on the fancier side of things.

Charles none the less dipped his head just slightly. ❝Octavius. A certain cowboy?❞ he questioned, putting his bow and arrows onto the saddle as well, digging an apple out of it to give to Taima.

❝...Are you from around here?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh no, quite far from where I am supposed to be, both literally and figuratively, but I digress, I'm talking about my companion, Jedediah Smith, at first it was digs to get under my skin but now it's more affectionate...at least I hope it is"

[red-dead-muses]

Did he say jedediah Smith? Like.. the mountain man? Who died years back? Charles blinked a few times, pausing to make sure he heard right, then glanced to Octavius.

... hadn't there been a roman empire founder named Octavius? What the hell was going on...? Some... dress-up?

❝...I see. I-❞ he shut his mouth and hummed, frankly unsure what to say. ❝you are traveling together?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh, no, he's...well I don't quite know where he is, but we don't travel much at all ...well, unless Ahkmenrah's tablet was stolen for the thousandth time"

[red-dead-muses]

❝...Uh-huh.❞ Taima and him shared a glance, the horse still trying to lean forward and get the mans helmet, but charles grabbed her reigns and gently guided her head back.

❝Are you lost?❞ he decided to go that route with questions.

[togas-and-stetsons]

"by a technicality, yes, I am, but there's not much I can do about it besides wait, so no, I'm quite fine"

Octavius jumped at a calling of his name, looking over, chuckling "how he is still so loud even without the echoing of the museum, I'll never know"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles nodded at the statement, understanding all too well due to recent circumstances. Clearly the man wasn't just from not around, but probably the whole place itself... but yes, nothing could be done besides to wait it out.

He looked past Octavius at the yell, cocking an eye. Must be his cowboy friend. Had a 'western' accent to him, so. ❝Lets hope he hasn't found himself trouble.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"ah, never a possibility with him"

The two of them saw a rugged man with a light blue shirt and chaps, he smiled at the man "there ya are, Ockie! I thought ya ran all the way back to Rome!"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles looked over and gave something of a acknowledging wave. Rome?... were they from rome?...

[togas-and-stetsons]

The man walked closer and smiled at the other, tipping his hat "howdy! The names Jedediah, you?"

[red-dead-muses]

❝Hello... 'm Charles. Nice to meet you.❞ he murmered, staying polite as he glanced at Octavius then Jed. In all honesty he was amused by the blantant differences in them, yet clearly friends or so with each other.

[togas-and-stetsons]

"that's a beautiful feather ya have, 'scuse me for askin' but are you perhaps Native? The beads of your necklace and the feather ya have seem familiar but I can't pin it down"

[red-dead-muses]

He smiled a little, ❝I am.❞ Charles rumbled, hand instinctively coming up to rub the beads on his necklace. ❝I... do not jave a tribe, nor could I tell you which I'm from. But I am from my mother.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"ah, I see, that's...sadly common, I think...my folks can be.... unforgiving towards others, especially those who are different, but when ya work with people for some 50 odd years ya tend to get along with them more than ya realize"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles nodded, leaning slightly at Taima. ❝Often for the best. I've met an unfortunate few people that don't see simular.❞ he grumbled, immediately thinking of Bill and Micah. ❝mm...Makes you a decent man.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"I weren't always like this but I sure do try"

"wasn't like that when you punched me in the face"

"don't you start, toga boy, you instagated it! How the hell am I supposed to react to 'this land is now under the Empire of Rome'"

"oh, shush, I had conquested for decades at that point, the rest expected the Centurion I was, not the Emperor anyhow"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles crossed his arms, smirking a little. ❝alright, where are you two from?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"well that depends on your definition, are you asking where we were originally from or where we now reside?"

[red-dead-muses]

❝I can figure originality,❞ he hummed, ❝I'm asking now, yeah.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"New York, right back to the place I started"

"you were born in New York?"

"yeah! Looked different, obviously, Ira never told ya?"

"no, she mostly threatened me"

"...I gotta talk to her 'bout that"

[red-dead-muses]

❝I...see... you are certainly a long way from your place then.❞ he murmered, brows furrowed. Interesting...

[togas-and-stetsons]

"we sure are"

"but, not to worry, I'm sure everyone back at the museum is trying to get us back"

"if they notice we're gone"

"it's you, Jedediah, of course they'll notice"

"what's that supposed to mean?!"

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius noted that he was incredibly efficient in his work, it baffled him, to be quite honest, to see a bow and arrow being used, Jedediah had said this was near his time, just a bit after him in relativity, where guns such as his own pistols, revolvers and shotguns, were becoming mainstream, at least in the "Wild West" so to see an instrument that he was used too, being used in a time he wasn't, almost startled him to a degree, he peered through the trees, he was hunting, which made a lot more sense

[red-dead-muses]

Charles picked up the rabbit by the back legs, carefully hauling it up, other hand gripping the arrow and taking it out. The man gave a small hum as he inspected the animal, searching for any possible disease he could see. The rabbit had seemed healthy for the minutes he watched, but best to double check.

When he decided he was satisfied, he gave a sharp whistle; a neigh was sounded back, along with hooves, oddly though, approaching Octavius. Taimas ears were perked, and had seen him, deciding to do a little detour that way.

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius saw the horse, a beautiful statillon, who seemed interested in his helm, especially the plume, he took off his helmet at her nipping "ah, no, no, please do not eat that"

[red-dead-muses]

(Realized I did Bucks banner last time oop)

Taima seemed to almost frown and huffed, giving a small whine along with it. Why was this strange man withholding something so interesting? So mean!

Charles immediately was more alert than before at the voice, and the whine. Not a whine of pain thankfully, just a pout more so. Still, even if the new voice sounded... friendly, none can be too careful. So he followed the sound, pushing past some bushes. He saw Taima trying to nip at the plume and he gave another small whistle. ❝Taima, back.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius mentally noted that this Tamia did in fact step back, even if she seemed very stubborn "she's very well trained, reminds me of the horses I would see from the racers in Circus Maximus"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles gave a small polite nod of acknowledgement at the compliment. ❝Thank you, I've trained her myself.❞ he murmered, trying to keep his frame relaxed, but still showing he was aware. He walked closer to Taima, hooking the rabbit to the wide of the saddle, glancing to the man.

He was dressed... oddly. Like a knight, or so from back then, and the books Jack read with Hosea sometimes. It confused him, and for a moment he wondered if there was some circus or show nearby happening. . ❝What brings you out here?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"just a simple stroll, it's quite interesting being outside again after so long, even if I feel like I need to stay in one place I believe I'll simply go mad in this predicament...might I inquire your name? You seem very interesting"

[red-dead-muses]

Being outside again? Had he been stuck somewhere? Why? His brow furrowed but he made no further comment in the moment. ❝I see. It's... good to get out.❞

❝Charles. And you?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius gave his salute, nodding his head

"Gaius Agustus Octavius, but you can simply call me Octavius, if you'd like...or butcher my name to Hades and back as a certain cowboy already does"

[red-dead-muses]

...certainly on the fancier side of things.

Charles none the less dipped his head just slightly. ❝Octavius. A certain cowboy?❞ he questioned, putting his bow and arrows onto the saddle as well, digging an apple out of it to give to Taima.

❝...Are you from around here?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh no, quite far from where I am supposed to be, both literally and figuratively, but I digress, I'm talking about my companion, Jedediah Smith, at first it was digs to get under my skin but now it's more affectionate...at least I hope it is"

[red-dead-muses]

Did he say jedediah Smith? Like.. the mountain man? Who died years back? Charles blinked a few times, pausing to make sure he heard right, then glanced to Octavius.

... hadn't there been a roman empire founder named Octavius? What the hell was going on...? Some... dress-up?

❝...I see. I-❞ he shut his mouth and hummed, frankly unsure what to say. ❝you are traveling together?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh, no, he's...well I don't quite know where he is, but we don't travel much at all ...well, unless Ahkmenrah's tablet was stolen for the thousandth time"

[red-dead-muses]

❝...Uh-huh.❞ Taima and him shared a glance, the horse still trying to lean forward and get the mans helmet, but charles grabbed her reigns and gently guided her head back.

❝Are you lost?❞ he decided to go that route with questions.

[togas-and-stetsons]

"by a technicality, yes, I am, but there's not much I can do about it besides wait, so no, I'm quite fine"

Octavius jumped at a calling of his name, looking over, chuckling "how he is still so loud even without the echoing of the museum, I'll never know"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles nodded at the statement, understanding all too well due to recent circumstances. Clearly the man wasn't just from not around, but probably the whole place itself... but yes, nothing could be done besides to wait it out.

He looked past Octavius at the yell, cocking an eye. Must be his cowboy friend. Had a 'western' accent to him, so. ❝Lets hope he hasn't found himself trouble.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"ah, never a possibility with him"

The two of them saw a rugged man with a light blue shirt and chaps, he smiled at the man "there ya are, Ockie! I thought ya ran all the way back to Rome!"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles looked over and gave something of a acknowledging wave. Rome?... were they from rome?...

[togas-and-stetsons]

The man walked closer and smiled at the other, tipping his hat "howdy! The names Jedediah, you?"

[red-dead-muses]

❝Hello... 'm Charles. Nice to meet you.❞ he murmered, staying polite as he glanced at Octavius then Jed. In all honesty he was amused by the blantant differences in them, yet clearly friends or so with each other.

[togas-and-stetsons]

"that's a beautiful feather ya have, 'scuse me for askin' but are you perhaps Native? The beads of your necklace and the feather ya have seem familiar but I can't pin it down"

[red-dead-muses]

He smiled a little, ❝I am.❞ Charles rumbled, hand instinctively coming up to rub the beads on his necklace. ❝I... do not jave a tribe, nor could I tell you which I'm from. But I am from my mother.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"ah, I see, that's...sadly common, I think...my folks can be.... unforgiving towards others, especially those who are different, but when ya work with people for some 50 odd years ya tend to get along with them more than ya realize"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles nodded, leaning slightly at Taima. ❝Often for the best. I've met an unfortunate few people that don't see simular.❞ he grumbled, immediately thinking of Bill and Micah. ❝mm...Makes you a decent man.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"I weren't always like this but I sure do try"

"wasn't like that when you punched me in the face"

"don't you start, toga boy, you instagated it! How the hell am I supposed to react to 'this land is now under the Empire of Rome'"

"oh, shush, I had conquested for decades at that point, the rest expected the Centurion I was, not the Emperor anyhow"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles crossed his arms, smirking a little. ❝alright, where are you two from?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"well that depends on your definition, are you asking where we were originally from or where we now reside?"

[red-dead-muses]

❝I can figure originality,❞ he hummed, ❝I'm asking now, yeah.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"New York, right back to the place I started"

"you were born in New York?"

"yeah! Looked different, obviously, Ira never told ya?"

"no, she mostly threatened me"

"...I gotta talk to her 'bout that"

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jed. I need your help ;(

Jedediah sighs "whatcha do now?"

[miartoffcial]

Uhh...It's not that...

Could you get my pencil under the table? I can't reach it. ;(

Pls Jedediah

(I need it to draw)

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah raised an eyebrow "really? Can't ya get it yerself?"

[miartoffcial]

Uhh...the table is too low...

(embarrassed )

So...well...

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah sighs, quite dramatically "fine, fine, can't say I never did anythin' for ya"

[miartoffcial]

Thank you so much Jeddy :)

If you want, I'll give you some of my food for the favor.

[togas-and-stetsons]

"I'll help if ya promise to never call me that again"

Jedediah laughs, grabbing a lasso

[red-dead-muses]

Octavius had been in...well he had been in a lot of situations, and they were still figuring out this one, it had been a couple hours, he would say, since being...well, stranded isn't a bad word to put it, he presumes, but he would simply be driven mad if he couldn't explore, both he and Jedediah would, so he stuck to walking carefully, he had stuck to the trails, eventually spotting a man, carefully trying to shoot at something with a bow and arrow, fascinating

((@togas-and-stetsons))

Charles had his eyes focused on a rabbit; a chubby little thing, nomming away on a nice patch of grass, ears tilting like little radars, keeping the head up, alert. Never letting down their gaurd. Thankfully, Charles had set himself down-wind so it couldn't catch a wiff of him, nor really see him from the angle. His arrow drawed back; he wanted to make this a clean kill, no suffering needed. He didn't want to torture the poor thing after all...

After a moment, making sure the rabbit wouldn't suddenly jerk away, he let the arrow fly. A quiet SKRT along the wind, and it effectively hit the target. As he proceeded himself, no unnecessary suffering caused, a effectively hit to the head as it lay there, not even disturbing other animals.

Charles let out a breath and took a small glance around, then walked to the rabbit.

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius noted that he was incredibly efficient in his work, it baffled him, to be quite honest, to see a bow and arrow being used, Jedediah had said this was near his time, just a bit after him in relativity, where guns such as his own pistols, revolvers and shotguns, were becoming mainstream, at least in the "Wild West" so to see an instrument that he was used too, being used in a time he wasn't, almost startled him to a degree, he peered through the trees, he was hunting, which made a lot more sense

[red-dead-muses]

Charles picked up the rabbit by the back legs, carefully hauling it up, other hand gripping the arrow and taking it out. The man gave a small hum as he inspected the animal, searching for any possible disease he could see. The rabbit had seemed healthy for the minutes he watched, but best to double check.

When he decided he was satisfied, he gave a sharp whistle; a neigh was sounded back, along with hooves, oddly though, approaching Octavius. Taimas ears were perked, and had seen him, deciding to do a little detour that way.

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius saw the horse, a beautiful statillon, who seemed interested in his helm, especially the plume, he took off his helmet at her nipping "ah, no, no, please do not eat that"

[red-dead-muses]

(Realized I did Bucks banner last time oop)

Taima seemed to almost frown and huffed, giving a small whine along with it. Why was this strange man withholding something so interesting? So mean!

Charles immediately was more alert than before at the voice, and the whine. Not a whine of pain thankfully, just a pout more so. Still, even if the new voice sounded... friendly, none can be too careful. So he followed the sound, pushing past some bushes. He saw Taima trying to nip at the plume and he gave another small whistle. ❝Taima, back.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius mentally noted that this Tamia did in fact step back, even if she seemed very stubborn "she's very well trained, reminds me of the horses I would see from the racers in Circus Maximus"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles gave a small polite nod of acknowledgement at the compliment. ❝Thank you, I've trained her myself.❞ he murmered, trying to keep his frame relaxed, but still showing he was aware. He walked closer to Taima, hooking the rabbit to the wide of the saddle, glancing to the man.

He was dressed... oddly. Like a knight, or so from back then, and the books Jack read with Hosea sometimes. It confused him, and for a moment he wondered if there was some circus or show nearby happening. . ❝What brings you out here?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"just a simple stroll, it's quite interesting being outside again after so long, even if I feel like I need to stay in one place I believe I'll simply go mad in this predicament...might I inquire your name? You seem very interesting"

[red-dead-muses]

Being outside again? Had he been stuck somewhere? Why? His brow furrowed but he made no further comment in the moment. ❝I see. It's... good to get out.❞

❝Charles. And you?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

Octavius gave his salute, nodding his head

"Gaius Agustus Octavius, but you can simply call me Octavius, if you'd like...or butcher my name to Hades and back as a certain cowboy already does"

[red-dead-muses]

...certainly on the fancier side of things.

Charles none the less dipped his head just slightly. ❝Octavius. A certain cowboy?❞ he questioned, putting his bow and arrows onto the saddle as well, digging an apple out of it to give to Taima.

❝...Are you from around here?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh no, quite far from where I am supposed to be, both literally and figuratively, but I digress, I'm talking about my companion, Jedediah Smith, at first it was digs to get under my skin but now it's more affectionate...at least I hope it is"

[red-dead-muses]

Did he say jedediah Smith? Like.. the mountain man? Who died years back? Charles blinked a few times, pausing to make sure he heard right, then glanced to Octavius.

... hadn't there been a roman empire founder named Octavius? What the hell was going on...? Some... dress-up?

❝...I see. I-❞ he shut his mouth and hummed, frankly unsure what to say. ❝you are traveling together?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"oh, no, he's...well I don't quite know where he is, but we don't travel much at all ...well, unless Ahkmenrah's tablet was stolen for the thousandth time"

[red-dead-muses]

❝...Uh-huh.❞ Taima and him shared a glance, the horse still trying to lean forward and get the mans helmet, but charles grabbed her reigns and gently guided her head back.

❝Are you lost?❞ he decided to go that route with questions.

[togas-and-stetsons]

"by a technicality, yes, I am, but there's not much I can do about it besides wait, so no, I'm quite fine"

Octavius jumped at a calling of his name, looking over, chuckling "how he is still so loud even without the echoing of the museum, I'll never know"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles nodded at the statement, understanding all too well due to recent circumstances. Clearly the man wasn't just from not around, but probably the whole place itself... but yes, nothing could be done besides to wait it out.

He looked past Octavius at the yell, cocking an eye. Must be his cowboy friend. Had a 'western' accent to him, so. ❝Lets hope he hasn't found himself trouble.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"ah, never a possibility with him"

The two of them saw a rugged man with a light blue shirt and chaps, he smiled at the man "there ya are, Ockie! I thought ya ran all the way back to Rome!"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles looked over and gave something of a acknowledging wave. Rome?... were they from rome?...

[togas-and-stetsons]

The man walked closer and smiled at the other, tipping his hat "howdy! The names Jedediah, you?"

[red-dead-muses]

❝Hello... 'm Charles. Nice to meet you.❞ he murmered, staying polite as he glanced at Octavius then Jed. In all honesty he was amused by the blantant differences in them, yet clearly friends or so with each other.

[togas-and-stetsons]

"that's a beautiful feather ya have, 'scuse me for askin' but are you perhaps Native? The beads of your necklace and the feather ya have seem familiar but I can't pin it down"

[red-dead-muses]

He smiled a little, ❝I am.❞ Charles rumbled, hand instinctively coming up to rub the beads on his necklace. ❝I... do not jave a tribe, nor could I tell you which I'm from. But I am from my mother.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"ah, I see, that's...sadly common, I think...my folks can be.... unforgiving towards others, especially those who are different, but when ya work with people for some 50 odd years ya tend to get along with them more than ya realize"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles nodded, leaning slightly at Taima. ❝Often for the best. I've met an unfortunate few people that don't see simular.❞ he grumbled, immediately thinking of Bill and Micah. ❝mm...Makes you a decent man.❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"I weren't always like this but I sure do try"

"wasn't like that when you punched me in the face"

"don't you start, toga boy, you instagated it! How the hell am I supposed to react to 'this land is now under the Empire of Rome'"

"oh, shush, I had conquested for decades at that point, the rest expected the Centurion I was, not the Emperor anyhow"

[red-dead-muses]

Charles crossed his arms, smirking a little. ❝alright, where are you two from?❞

[togas-and-stetsons]

"well that depends on your definition, are you asking where we were originally from or where we now reside?"

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jed. I need your help ;(

Jedediah sighs "whatcha do now?"

[miartoffcial]

Uhh...It's not that...

Could you get my pencil under the table? I can't reach it. ;(

Pls Jedediah

(I need it to draw)

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah raised an eyebrow "really? Can't ya get it yerself?"

[miartoffcial]

Uhh...the table is too low...

(embarrassed )

So...well...

[togas-and-stetsons]

Jedediah sighs, quite dramatically "fine, fine, can't say I never did anythin' for ya"