literal night

*Poser* · 09-27-2016, 05:31 PM

She's quick to come to his side, not really being bothered with the strange shape of the shadow. How strange. The woman approaches on the side of his bad paw, but he's doing a decent enough job hiding it today. It's not as sore as usual, the dampness of the summer having eased off somewhat. Auster, you see, feels far more dry than the main continent is. Maybe it's among the reasons he likes it here better. Far better. That and he has a house. Poser will never be unfond of having a roof over his head. Such is the vanity of the creature.

She asks, Poser chuckles. "Drugs, a gentle hallucinogenic. Good for quelling one's demons." His voice is soft, long muzzle elegant as he picks at a bud from a cannabis plant. "The every man's weed, less hallucinogenic, more a relaxant. Kava is harder to find, more a hallucinogenic, less a relaxant." The Russian is smiling, pleased with himself. He loves this garden, this life giving garden. "Gardens of the gods, they're full of secrets. Which do you seek?" Sapphire eyes glimmering in the evening light, it's his turn to ask if she needs help. The bud from the plant is tucked in his cheek and he chews, already able to feel a little more at peace, a little less jittery.

Meeting someone new would be good for him, for once.
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poser
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