Weird woods man
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Cottoncandykitty[OP]
12.12.2020 23:55
LinkHere’s coal in case u didn’t know what she looked like
She’ll probably be walking by the woods or maybe her motorcycle broke down by the woods or something
Should u start or me?
-Arcadia-
12.12.2020 23:57
LinkAlright! Akfhdj could you??
Cottoncandykitty[OP]
12.12.2020 23:57
LinkSure!
-coal grumbled slightly as she pulled her bike over to the side of the road, it was a bit dark out and she had realized she was just about out of gas, with a huff she put the kickstand down and stood up, looking around her surroundings and sighed, she wouldn’t really mind having to spend the night out sleeping against some trees, but it wouldn’t hurt to look around for other people to see if they could help-
Not too far away from the road was a small shack in the middle of the woods. Along the side of it were hides and pelts of various animals, and in front of it was a small campfire. Caesar has heard her motorcycle but didn't think too much about it, knowing that the main road to the city wasn't that far from his home. He sat back against a tree and was sharpening a stick boredly, after he had just eaten.
-after a bit she started Rustling in the woods near him, she just calmly walked through the woods until she saw the shack, she brightened up a bit and stepped closer, but not too close, some people in the woods shoot at people going on their property, she remembered that from childhood, instead she called out in a rough tone- hello? Someone there?
His eyes darted towards her direction and he quickly got up. He took a deep breath, reminding himself to not good his breath. What could some pesky city girl want with someone out here. He moved his mask so it was covering his face and he stared in her direction, hesitantly calling out. "Whos there?!" His voice was low and demanding, despite his hesitence. He gripped onto the sharpend knife tightly, around these parts, you couldn't be too careful.
-she decided to pause where she was standing, she huffed slightly but decided keeping her cool would be best- sorry to bother, my bikes outta gas, was wonderin if you had any -she called back out, she sounded quite a bit annoyed, not at him but just at the fact her bike gave up here in the first place-
He rolled his eyes and let out a small scoff to himself. After making sure his mask covered over his face, he started walking in her direction. The multiple deer hides that he was wearing dragged against the ground lightly. "I don't use your little automobiles or whatever you city folk call em. So no, I don't." He kept his grip on the stick but had calmed down a bit when he realized she didn't mean harm.
-after a minute she paused and nodded, she figured most people drove at least nowadays, but she didn’t exactly hate being old fashioned, she understood it in a way- alright well is there any other places nearby you think could have some? -she took a moment to look at the hides, her brows raising a bit- you did all them yourself? Hm, takes a lot of time I bet
He huffed softly and nodded, he peered at her curiously through the skull. "I did. And it Dosnt take too long when you have nothing else to do besides hunt." His eyes scanned her, through one of the holes a bright orange eye could be seen staring at her. Oddly enough, the other hole showed no sign if having another eye inside of if.
-she took a mental note of that, she thought the orange eye was a rather nice color, but she glanced back off, not wanting to anger the man for staring at him or something, she looked back over to the hides, seemingly interested- I imagine that can be a bit difficult at times, i like the rabbit ones, you reckon I could buy one off ya? Think it’d look nice in my bar
-her eyes brightened up a bit and she smiled- I only got one knife on me but I’m sure you’d love it! A switchblade, pops out on its own! I’m sure you’d find it dandy -she paused and almost laughed when he didn’t know what a bar was, she just resolved to a smile, showing pointed teeth- ah a bar is a place where a bunch of people get together and drink achohol, the funny liquid that makes ya do dumb stuff you know?
-she smiled slightly, and with a bit of hesitation stepped forward, she dug in her pocket till she found a small black knife, she slid her hands on it and flicked a switch on it, causing the sharp, Serrated blade to pop out with a soft click, it looked rather fancy, it had some weird skull engraving on it, she lifted it up to show him- see! What do ya think? Cool huh
-she hissed slightly, she didn’t often feel bad for people but still, it must not have been nice, she sighed softly-geez, I’m sorry to hear -she looked around once again, trying to think of something to say, she shivered slightly as it grew a bit colder out, her foot tapping on the ground- so you hunt and all that, you make your own meals and whatnot? Do you have electricity or anything?
-she nodded and followed after him, her tail bouncing slightly behind her, she had a rather big scorpions tail, but the entire time it sat limply, she didn’t feel in danger or anything, in fact this was the most civil conversation she’s had in awhile, she walked beside him now, glancing up at him- I imagine, looks a lot more comfy, speaking of, I really like that skull
He nodded and smiled slightly under the skull. A large crack could be seen going down the middle. "Thanks- I've had it since I was a kid." He walked in the direction of the shack. He wouldn't admit it, but the prescience of another person made him happy after years of living alone. Most of his past year experiences with people were usually aggressive which ended in someone getting hurt.
-she walked along with him happily, she handed the knife over to him with a bit of a smile, her arms swung at her sides- I’m sure it was big on you back then -she snickered- but it looks great now, I didn’t mention it earlier but you have nice eyes- -she paused- well, eye, the one that I could see anyway
-she walked in with him, admiring it with a slight smile, she used to want to live out in the woods herself, but she was too needed in town for any of that, she was impressed by all of the hard work he put into the place, it made her happy to know not everyone was lazy nowadays- you build the house yourself too?
-she stared up at them, her eyes brightening- wow! That’s a lot -she walked around, looking at a few, after she picked two out that she liked she turned to him with a smile- you’re a real pal -she snickered, draping one over her shoulders- kinda jealous you live such a badass life, all on your own not needing nobody else
-she paused and stiffened up, wondering how she could be so stupid, she turned to him and held out a scarred hand with a grin- ah right! I’m coal, like the rock that burns, or the stuff you get on Christmas when you’re bad- -she paused and coughed, realizing he wouldn’t get the reference, she looked back up to him- c-coal, and you?
He nodded with a soft sigh. "I go into town occasionally." He knit his brows under his mask. "Not much though, and usually at night. I don't like the looks I get for the clothing and my skull." He grumbled. "And if I don't wear my mask and wear clothing you people wear then-" he frowned. "People stare at my face-" he paused when he started to realize he had said too much. As nice as she was being, he wasn't sure whether he wanted her to know or see his scars under the maskm
-she glanced over at him, her tail twitched, she was a bit curious, but she didn’t want to be mean about it- you got a scar or something? I got a few too -she pointed to one nasty looking one over her lip, and two smaller ones over her eye- people are cruel about em, but I think scars are badass, people can judge but whatever makes you happy right? -she blinked a bit, not so used to being positive-
-she laughed and waved her hand- dear dealing with the oddballs is kinda my job -she glanced away, normally she’d brag about running some big bad biker gang, but she didn’t want him to think she was horrible like everyone else, so she sighed- I deal with some not so nice people, trust me you’re a refreshing person to deal with
He shrugged and shook his head. "Nono it's alright I've done- worse-" he let out a soft sigh. He wasn't sure if he wanted to tell her this but still wanted her to feel better for some odd reason he sent know of. "I've- eaten human meat-" he looked away with a cough. "I didn't like it that much but I have."
He nodded and carefully took it off, gently setting it beside him on the floor. He had a rather large scar that went down his face and over his eye, which was a dull gray. He had dusty brown, curly hair in a neat side shave and a bit of a beard. He reached for a needle and string, trying to his his nervousness. His bright orange eye scanned the different hides.
-she snickered and ran a hand through her hair, her ears flicked a bit- well actually, the exact species is a manticore, pretty much a lion with bat wings and a scorpion tail -she smiled a bit, but didn’t want to look like a nerd or anything- before I died I really liked reading about them so, when I came back I actually became one, pretty neat hm?
-she thought for a moment, looking down as she slid the coat to the side, her shirt was a dull red with the same skull pattern on it, she actually had a surprisingly toned stomach, her camo shorts tugged around her waist and had a chain hanging off from it- well- hmm- it makes me feel good I suppose