Room where it happens

*Poser* · 09-28-2016, 01:25 PM

Poser wants so badly to be able to take the man home with him. It would feel so so good to not wake up to an empty house. Maybe he couldn't keep his friend forever, maybe not yet, but maybe he could start to build his following. Maybe he could start to build an empire out of the castle that he was working on fixing up enough to call home. He was so hopeful. There's something charming about Poser's hopefulness, and the way that he treats others because of it. It's charming. He tries his hardest to be charming about it, at least. The cat ate the canary style of the shadow has been nothing other than lovely, nothing other than kind and charming with strangers.

The man stands on the edge of the water, head high, tail wagging. "Poser, nice to meet ya." And with that, the shadow plunges into the water. He's elegant and graceful, but he's crashing through the sea water with a reckless abandon. Poser loves it, and he plans to play with Arsenal a bit as he goes. That was part of the fun, after all, wasn't it? All about the fun. Constant fun. An adventure. That was how his life worked.

He turns and looks, treading water and waiting for Arsenal. There's a grin on his face, and he's ready. Ready for anything.
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