The right way
11-21-2016, 10:19 PM
Poser looks to the pale woman, nodding softly. There's something gentle, something careful in his eyes. Neck arched, posture easy, he crosses the ground with a certain pacing to his step. There's something about it... he could have been shown, once. Years ago. Lines ago. But still. That pacey-ness would have gotten him into trouble if that was the case. Lives ago, Poser was something else. As the grey asks, he chuckles. His eyes glimmer softly. "That one is my favorite. If you chew on the bud it calms the system, stimulates appetite, brings on a sort of... ease." Gentle as ever, the shadow looks to the smoke. There's warmth here. There's always warmth here. "It keeps me steady, y'know?" A soft smile. Poser is usually stoned, after all. poser breathy way of saying my name |