It's a fool who plays it cool

[foolsmakeitcolder]

WHO: Jude & OPEN
WHAT: Arrival & settling
WHEN: Early Justinian
WHERE: First the Vimmark Mountains, then the Gallows
NOTES: Warning for giant ass wolf, giant wolf ass, nudity, violence.



Starters to come.

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[armd]

Oh, shit.

"Are there?" She didn't know that. "I... hope you find them?"

[foolsmakeitcolder]

"Thank you."

He warms, brightening again. While he doesn't cover up the sadness, it's a natural part of life, he wants to make sure he won't hand it to her by surprise, either.

"Anything you want to find here?"

[armd]

"Cup of tea would be alright," Abby says and shifts her weight, looking past him. She isn't stupid, she knows he means something a little more philosophical than that, but she doesn't know how to say something like 'a purpose?' to a guy she's met twice. So.

Cup of tea it is. It's not not true. "You might want to come with me to find one." Tarp outfit doesn't shield entirely from the cool night breeze.

[foolsmakeitcolder]

"All right, then. Keep your secrets."

Jude gives her a slow smile -- and just to be a little bit of a shit, shifts back. The tarp falls down between them, and he snags it with his teeth, pulling it back into place. Mostly.

It's far more comfortable, back in fur. He's so dark he nearly blends into the night, and would if it weren't for the torchlight.