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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 19:42:56 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - You don't have to draw anything for me, you know o_o - }}
ROLEPLAY- Damien shrugged. "Not really. The knowledge is often passed from parent to child. My father taught me, and if I were to have children I would do the same ... but my father died early, and I had to learn the rest on my own ... so ..." He shrugged again as he waved the rest of the feathers away. He gutted the bird and then placed the bird on the fire as well, his gaze distant. "Before I got the job at the govenment I used to, but then it was all paperwork and meetings and I couldn't." -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 19:57:26 GMT -5
Shh shh~ -pats your cheek- it is a-okay friend)
"Kind of like a father and son thing," he nodded, smiling gently to himself,"I like it. The idea's nice," he admitted before looking over at him. "Oh, well hopefully you can get kids or something, and I'm sorry about your dad. But it looks like you figured it out pretty good all on your own," he told him, looking up at him with a bright and genuine look in his eyes. "Mind if I keep this feather? I like it. Ah, yes, work work and more work," he shook his head,"so I guess it's always a good thing you did what you did huh? Now you can hunt whenever."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 20:06:30 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - ;;; thank you <3 - }}
ROLEPLAY- "I don't want kids." He said quietly, eyes on the fire. "I don't want to drag them into a world where they'd be in danger because they're mine." He sighed, "I suppose you know what I did to land myself in this position. But why I did it is another thing..." He rubbed his forehead and sighed, turning his attention back to July. "You can keep the feather," He grinned, "maybe it'll bring you some luck." -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 20:13:49 GMT -5
You are very welcome my friend, it's probably not gonna be the greatest, I'm not the best artist out there but eh)
July's eyes saddened slightly and he looked ahead at the flames,"that makes sense I suppose," he murmured, uncrossing his legs and stretching them out,"I'm sure they'd be tough though if they were your kids, you seem like a tough guy who can handle himself." The statement cause him to look back over at him, raising a brow,"why did you do it? It's fun getting in the mind of a criminal," he teased before his eyes lit up at the idea that he could keep his feather. "Ha, I don't need this feather for that, I mean after all I found you before I found this feather didn't I?" he smirked, running the feather down his chin lightly before getting up and slipping away to tuck it neatly away among the rest of his things so he wouldn't risk losing it. When he returned he made sure his spot was as clean as it could be before he neatly sat himself down with a dainty grace.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 20:22:19 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- boop  - |
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 20:28:16 GMT -5
July listened intently, eyes on the other as he told him about what had actually happened. When the man finished he let out a breath, looking at the ground in disbelief,"wow, that's some heavy stuff," he murmured quietly, letting it sink in. "Hey but...at least you know that you did something good," he told him before lighting up with an idea,"Damien, did....did you destroy all of the stuff about all the toxins and stuff?? I mean like, if there was still something left about it, if we could get our hands on it then we totally could...you know prove your innocence or well, not really your innocence, but that you were right in doing what you did. That would be good right? Find some way to get it out there to the public so they realize you're not the monster here, they are!"
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 20:35:28 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- Damien shrugged slightly. "I don't know." He said quietly, voice slightly caught. "I didn't think. I was angry when I found out, I didn't have much reason. If any information of it does exist, then it's under lock and key in the offices." He cleared his throat slightly and turned his attention back to the meat, that was a healthy, cooked colour now. Using some sticks, he pulled it out of the fire and on a clean shirt. He pulled some meat away from the bones and chewed slowly. "That would be the best case senario, but I doubt that I'll ever get my name cleared." -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 20:52:39 GMT -5
"Under lock and key you say?" he grinned slowly, eyes filling with a dark and mischievous gaze as he stuck his tongue out, tail flicking behind him,"well well well, that shouldn't be too hard to get." He watched him carefully as he took the meat off and then tore some away from the bone. Raising a brow he looked between the meat and Damien for a bit before murmuring,"how can you eat that with your hands," he adjusted his glasses,"do you expect a dainty thing like me to be able to do such a thing?"
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 21:05:04 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - oops short post - }}
ROLEPLAY- Damien shrugged a little. "Unless you have a knife and fork in your bag, your hands is the only way to go," He smirked slightly. "Unless you would rather me feed you." He teased as he chewed on another bone. -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 21:08:08 GMT -5
He knew he should have packed one! This was such a primal way to eat, and July hardly ever ate with his hands like this. At first he scoffed at the idea that he would have to use his hands, at least until Damien teased about feeding him. A smirk of his own appeared and he raised a brow, turning to him a bit,"oh? You would do that for me?" he mused, inching closer to the other,"well then, bad boy, I'm ready for my first bite." His tail flicked with an almost cat like manner as he waited to see the other's response, sharp teeth exposed in an amused, smirk like grin as he kept an intense gaze on the other.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 21:13:10 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- Damien hadn't been expecting that response, and in response, his cheeks heated up. He squared his shoulders however and pulled a small handfull of meat from the pheasant and ripped it into smaller shreds. He grinned at July, trying to hide his embarrassment and clicked his tongue. "Save the biting of my fingers for the bedroom, eh?" He teased as he offered the first, small strip. -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 21:16:56 GMT -5
Snickering rose up as he watched the other's reaction, and then a look of surprise crossed over his face when he realized Damien was actually going to feed him. He couldn't help the laughing, an obvious look of disbelief in his eyes as he sat up a little straighter when the other started ripping the meat into smaller shreds. "Alright alright, whatever you say," he teased, taking the first strip he was offered and chewing happily, winking at the other before focusing on the food in his mouth. Eyes lighting up he looked up at him,"this is a lot better than I thought it would be," he admitted,"I've not ever had meat like this before."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 21:25:11 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- "It's often a lot better with herbs and spices," He explained as he took a strip into his own mouth, before offering another to July. "I'm not the best cook, but I can make a meal to satisfy." He shrugged. "You should try fresh venison." He breathed with a smile. -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 21:27:35 GMT -5
"I'm sure I can get my hands on some for you soon," he reassured him, licking his lips and savoring the taste left in his mouth,"I can cook, don't worry. But not in these conditions I'm afraid," he chuckled. He happily took the second piece that was offered to him, chewing with a satisfied look in his eyes,"oh? Well I'm sure if I keep hanging around you I'll get a chance to," he responded.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 21:35:42 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - hope you don't mind the small skip? - }}
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 21:36:09 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - oop s i forgot to write anything - }}
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 21:36:55 GMT -5
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 21:38:53 GMT -5
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ROLEPLAY- The fore had burned slightly lower now and it was getting a little darker. "I think we should get back in the car. You can sleep if you want, I don't mind saying up because I slept before." -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 21:42:23 GMT -5
Now that he had a full belly, July's eyes were closing slowly, a content and sleepy look on his face. When Damien spoke up, he looked over at him and nodded in agreement,"yeah, okay, as long as you don't mind," he pushed himself up and yawned, rubbing his eyes. "You know, I'm glad I met you," he told him as he made his way back to the car,"my life was starting to get rather lonely and boring." He opened up the car door and crawled in, closing the door behind him and nestling down. It wasn't long before the other had nodded off, looking peaceful as he slept curled up in the car.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 21:50:20 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- Damien sighed softly, he didn't want to admit it, but he too was glad that he was with July, he doubted he would have been able to get this far out on his own today. He rested back against his seat, pulling a small journal out, proceeding to write down the events of the day. -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 21:55:29 GMT -5
July slept peaceful, hardly stirring except for the occasional turning over. The night was uneventful other than an animal coming by here and there to check out the car before moving on with its life. In the morning, July woke up, looking around with a confused expression at first as he adjusted his glasses, stretching out the best he could. It took a bit for him to remember where he was and what had happened the day before. "Oh yeah," he murmured to himself under his breath, looking around the car and even reaching out to touch the steering wheel as if to check to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "Wow, that really happened," a grin spread on his lips as it dawned on him that what happened yesterday was real, and that he hadn't just dreamt it all up. His hair was a mess, not at all the neat way he usually kept tried to keep it, but for now he had no idea and that was probably for the best.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 22:02:26 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- Damien was half dozing, but woke up when July sat up. "Sleep okay?" He asked, reaching to put his jornal back in his bag so that it wasn't on his lap. "We should keep moving again today, see if we can get further out." -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 22:12:34 GMT -5
"As okay as you can when sleeping in a car," he answered, looking over at him and raising a brow when he noticed him putting the journal away,"little late night writing?" he asked, pulling his seatbelt on and starting the car up, waiting for the engine to roar to life before he put it in gear and took his foot off the brake, pulling away from the campsite and heading back for the road.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 22:19:16 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- "Hmm." Damien hummed simply. "It keeps me sane." The road was slightly busy the morning and Damien pulled up his hood and sunk down a little in the seat from any prying eyes. "It's probably just the morning rush." He murmured thoughtfully. "Once we get on the highway we should be okay." -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 22:30:46 GMT -5
"Fair enough," he commented, frowning at the traffic and letting out little grumbly noises as he drove, glancing at the other,"yeah, it is, and who knows. The highway could be worse actually. It's a shame he wouldn't give me one with tinted windows, then you wouldn't have to scrunch down and look like some grumpy little teenager," he teased. "So where did you use to work?" he asked, and it was hard to tell if he was just trying to make conversation or if he was trying to actually find out where the other worked.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 22:50:46 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - - }}
ROLEPLAY- Damien gave him a long look, but eventually sighed. "In the capital building." He responded. "Fortieth floor. You can't get up there without a keycard and I highly doubt mine will work anymore." He sighed and sat back against the seat again, turning his eyes to gaze out at the street. "We also need to go into the city to get some groceries." -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 23:29:45 GMT -5
"That's quite a ways up," he pondered before giving him a confident look,"I'll have to show you what I'm really like when I want something bad enough." July wasn't only a persistent person, but a conniving one. When he wanted something he did everything he could to get it, and really only had to kill once to get something, but that was forever ago when he thought about it. "Right right, groceries," he hummed,"wanna hit the next town then?"
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 26, 2017 23:43:06 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - I'm at the hair dresser and they're late for my appointment. - }}
ROLEPLAY- Damien hummed. "I think we should make some kind of list -" he dug out his journal and wrote down 'Eski, ice, salt, milk and bread' and then turned his attention to July. "What else do we need?" He asked him. -
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Post by Bleating Ram on Jul 26, 2017 23:45:55 GMT -5
That's never fun)
"Aww, look at us, now we're acting like a nice little married couple, making lists for groceries," he snickered before pursing his lips in confusion,"Eski? What's that?" he questioned before tilting his head a little,"uh....well, I dunno, I guess just...food?" July had never been good at making lists for...well anything, he always just kinda went with the flow as far as getting his groceries and life in general.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Jul 27, 2017 0:24:41 GMT -5
OOC CHATTER {{ - an eski is a cooler ...thing - }}
ROLEPLAY- Damien rolled his eyes slightly, and wrote 'non-perishables'. "I'm thinking that making a list will help us get in an out quickly without drawing too much attention. You know i have trouble with that." -
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