The quiet snort in a heavy bass comes from the table beside Copia--where a behemoth of a ginger is tearing into his latest meal (because this eating nonsense is, in fact, nonsense and he's getting real sick of not being able to get enough food in him) and trying to remember that his bad mood is due to the shortage. Not because everyone suddenly got way more annoying all of a sudden.
He's pissed 'cause he's hungry. It's just...god fucking damnit...part of life.
At least the newcomer is something interesting--and he really does sound like Rick when he hasn't had enough beer to curb the cravings for human flesh.
The Shade regards him with interest, letting curiosity curb his bad mood.
Oak & Iron (CW: non-graphic references to gore)
The quiet snort in a heavy bass comes from the table beside Copia--where a behemoth of a ginger is tearing into his latest meal (because this eating nonsense is, in fact, nonsense and he's getting real sick of not being able to get enough food in him) and trying to remember that his bad mood is due to the shortage. Not because everyone suddenly got way more annoying all of a sudden.
He's pissed 'cause he's hungry. It's just...god fucking damnit...part of life.
At least the newcomer is something interesting--and he really does sound like Rick when he hasn't had enough beer to curb the cravings for human flesh.
The Shade regards him with interest, letting curiosity curb his bad mood.
"You ain't from Hell, are you, son?"