Mutually beneficial
Atropos
05-01-2023, 03:38 PM
R equiem found the little gremlin that was Atropos scrawling away at the deck of the ship, undoubtedly marking off the outline of... whatever it was she was constructing here by herself. When his voice caught her attention, the scowl she shot at him would have curdled dairy and turned most wolves away from her, but not Requiem. The cold brute had been exposed to her enough throughout their lifetimes to not take offense to her tricky demeanor. That was just Atropos for you. When she recognized who he was, she seemed to settle a bit—dare he say even look a bit happy for his presence?—and made a smarmy quip about him being the one sent to help her. Charming...
T he giant brute just rolled his silvery eyes as she beckoned him closer without any further explanation or commentary. He padded closer, his inspecting gaze moving from the steel posts to the marked off areas of the deck. She was building some sort of structure, that much was obvious. As he came to stand beside the Amarix fae, the difference in their size almost comically laughable now by comparison, she finally let him in on her master plan. Atropos was building a greenhouse. Req uttered a short scoff of amusement when she described the land and weather as "shitty" for growing plants. "How sad for us," he remarked, though he was in agreement with his future sister-in-law. Without the ability to grow plants, he wouldn't have ready access to the number of herbs he needed for his poisons. Disappointing and frustrating. "A greenhouse would be handy. I could use a place to grow the more fun kinds of plants." Now he understood why Lurid had asked him to assist instead of doing it herself.
T all help. That earned an amused snicker from the crimson brute and an upturn of his lips into a half smirk. So it came down to a simple need of his size and strength to get things set up. That was easy enough, and if Atropos already had a blueprint in mind, the work would go by easy enough. "I suppose I am pretty useful for 'tall help'. Not the first time a fae's needed me for my body." A teasing smirk from the sly devil; of course, those had been different uses and needs his body had been used for, but he couldn't resist a good double entendre. With a stretch of his back and neck, Requiem limbered himself up and moved over to the pile of metal posts, looking between them and the outline on the deck. "So what's the plan? You direct me where to hold them and you fasten them together?" Seemed straightforward enough. He also hoped Atropos had found some glass panes, or had a plan for those as well.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
T he giant brute just rolled his silvery eyes as she beckoned him closer without any further explanation or commentary. He padded closer, his inspecting gaze moving from the steel posts to the marked off areas of the deck. She was building some sort of structure, that much was obvious. As he came to stand beside the Amarix fae, the difference in their size almost comically laughable now by comparison, she finally let him in on her master plan. Atropos was building a greenhouse. Req uttered a short scoff of amusement when she described the land and weather as "shitty" for growing plants. "How sad for us," he remarked, though he was in agreement with his future sister-in-law. Without the ability to grow plants, he wouldn't have ready access to the number of herbs he needed for his poisons. Disappointing and frustrating. "A greenhouse would be handy. I could use a place to grow the more fun kinds of plants." Now he understood why Lurid had asked him to assist instead of doing it herself.
T all help. That earned an amused snicker from the crimson brute and an upturn of his lips into a half smirk. So it came down to a simple need of his size and strength to get things set up. That was easy enough, and if Atropos already had a blueprint in mind, the work would go by easy enough. "I suppose I am pretty useful for 'tall help'. Not the first time a fae's needed me for my body." A teasing smirk from the sly devil; of course, those had been different uses and needs his body had been used for, but he couldn't resist a good double entendre. With a stretch of his back and neck, Requiem limbered himself up and moved over to the pile of metal posts, looking between them and the outline on the deck. "So what's the plan? You direct me where to hold them and you fasten them together?" Seemed straightforward enough. He also hoped Atropos had found some glass panes, or had a plan for those as well.
"Requiem" | "Latin"
Warning: Requiem is an explicitly mature character for violent and sexual content. Read his threads with caution.
____________________
