tik_toxic (tik_toxic) wrote in chaos_precip, @ 2012-01-12 15:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | eve, larxene, razputin, toxic |
[Open] Somewhere outside New York...
Adam - Toxic, whatever - tossed a rock from hand to hand in front of the fire. "And then - you know what? Not only did Little Red Riding Hood kick the ever-living hell out of the wolf, but she told off the man with the axe for running with a blade so badly that he immediately started crying-"
There was a snort from the camp's only other occupant. "What? The embellishment's too much, Fred?" He chuckled, putting the rock down and shuffling a little forward, holding his hands out to the fire. "I suppose they are, at that. Still, though, you got to admit - Aesop's needs them sometimes, am I right?"
A pair of glassy eyes stared at him from the other side. 'Fred', as she was so fondly known, was a horse. Ish. Tall and spindly, Toxic had been working on her since he'd found her, and - despite looking like she'd snap if she sneezed too hard - she was a hardy creature. Not as fast as a Lightning-aligned, perhaps, but damnit was she easier to handle. And feed. Woo for an Air-aligned!
"Alright! I'll stop padding them out if it makes you feel better. Now, do you want to hear another one or not? Because if you don't, at least try to sleep? Please?"