Finding a Spot to Call Home

Dimosthenes · 08-25-2022, 10:30 AM

D i m o s t h e n e s

The young man -- Ryzen, his name was, apparently -- explained that he was a wanderer looking for a place to call home. Dime hummed in faux thought. He didn't think about much; he already knew as much as he'd ever need to, and he had no desire to change his opinions on anything, this guy Ryzen included. But sometimes people liked it when you acted like you were listening. "Not a pack kinda guy?" he asked, picking at one foot with the other's nails in a way that might seem lazy and casual but in his mind he felt heavily sure that Ryzen would pick up on his attempt and see that he was trying too hard. He'd never really had to hide his emotions before. He didn't often feel... nervous. "Never liked them myself, to be honest with you. Who wants some big dirtbag telling you what to do all the time? There's plenty of better ways to live, and plenty of areas around here that aren't occupied, if that matters to you."

Ryzen asked his own bundle of questions, and Dime finally stopped picking at his foot to answer. "I'm Dimosthenes, Dime for short. And I go where I want to. I guess I'm a bit of a wanderer myself, but I'm not nearly ready to settle down."

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