BEGONIA SKIES — JOINING

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    This was a bit of a fucking pickle.


    Vernon stood on the edge of the Exiles border, peering from the outside in. His mouth was a tight line, a vague grimace.

    He lived here; rather, had lived here, for most of his life. Certain circumstances had led him to kick it on his own for a while, try his hand at independence, but a few fights and lonely months later, he'd come to the conclusion that the loner lifestyle wasn't for him.


    So here he was. Yay.

    The Exiles was all he'd ever known, but he wasn't quite sure if he was welcome now. He didn't smell like an Exiler anymore, that was for sure. Would he be attacked if he just waltzed back in? Were his siblings even still here? Rosie, Ferdinand, Preciouspaw... Hell, they could be dead for all he knew.


    Vernon placed a cautious paw over the border, took a step, and then immediately drew back. Coming here was a mistake.


    tags — hub

    was it rude of him to just watch silently from a distance? likely. although it wasn't as if the boy on the border would notice him, he'd made sure that any sounds he could make were manipulated to create the illusion of silence. it was easier ti figure people out this way, creepy as it may be. while he couldn't tell much from his hidden position, tinyplanet could see that somehow this animal was vaguely familiar with the territory, and that he was also heistant. with his painfully brief analyisis complete, his hold on sound was released and the serval pushed his way through the brush to greet the stranger with curious green hues.


    tinyplanet was quiet, his expression entirely nuetral as he got a closer look at the lion. there were a lot of factors to take in, the state of his pelt, the way his lips were curved and the muscles along his body that were tense. any scars that marred his appearance and lastly, the eyes, the most important factor. tiny had always figured that the eyes gave away a lot whether others wished them to or not. often, they couldn't help it, which made them the easiest place to look when judging someone. the silence wasn't heavy but it was likely strange to the lion.


    then, tiny spoke, everything all at once. "normally i can tell what people are doing at the border but i'm not sure with you. you looked like you were about to walk straight over but you stopped so you're hesitant to trespass so i doubt you're here with any ill intentions. then again you could've just gone back on your decision, come to get revenge but have a weak stomach or something, that's pretty unlikely though. you know someone here don't you? name and business, i'm tinyplanet though i have many names, you may hear them all if you'd like." once again he'd unloaded his speculations upin a poor creature at the border, his curiosities often hard to restrain.


    ✧ — "speech" && my mother told me son let it be

    Riddler, too, watched the stranger from a distance for a moment, an eyebrow raising slightly as he observed the stranger. He could see it in his eyes, that he was trying to make a decision but kept going back and forth over the answer. He didn't have anything to fear for not smelling like the Exiles - in Rid's experience, they were all far more friendly here than anyone seemed to expect - though somehow he felt that this guy's nerves went beyond just that.


    He had just been about to address the stranger when Tinyplanet spoke up, and boy, did he speak up. It sort of reminded him of himself when he had been young. He hadn't known when to stop running his mouth - he could see now why everyone had always been pissed off at him. Hell, if he could time travel he'd probably hate his younger self too. Though he gave Tinyplanet a strange sideglance, he said nothing, remaining silent as he waited for a reply, watching the unfamiliar feline through his rectangular glasses.



    TAGS ✖ ✖ ✖ "Fuckin, lanky B! what'd I tell ya bout overwhelmin the joiners? I know ya mean well but christ mate yer gonna bamboozle em at this rate - fuck it, i'm gonna set you a new task, ya gotta try saying Hi to a joiner in a sentence or less next time mate" ah here she was hollering after her strange friend yet again, hey now it wasn't to be said the mutant tiger cub didn't make an impact straight up.


    she strolled past riddler with a wave of her tail and a nod at im with a quick "Eyo riddles" before striding up to the stranger an peering at him "So yeah, u a joiner strange man at the border? or ya a loiterer?"


    //eyo welcome c: