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    It felt off wandering away from the veil without Ven by his side. The serval simply seemed to vanish after a few days of their temporary joining, which made the male quite distraught. He didn't like being alone in this world, seeing as it held many dangerous creatures. Some of which Eddie had met formally but never truly interacted with. The small feline could only shiver as he wandered, trying so hard to visualize his love when it came to meeting another clan. This time around he didn't have a figure to settle back on, nor one to start a brisk argument about what they were going to do. The shadow veil had been nice enough with some of their own perks, yet it didn't feel like a place he was willing to call home. They were simply giving him a place to rest for a little, until the feline found himself capable of moving on. A silver chain hung from the male's neck, swinging briskly with each step that he took. Attached to it was a small golden ring, one that held quite a few details nobody knew.


    The dark woods still did make him stressed, almost as if a monster would come and drag him into the shadows. Sure Eddie found himself living in areas like this before, the difference was that he was doing this all alone. It didn't take long for the hooded feline to reach a path, one that he hoped was used a few times. His objective was to gather intel about a few clans he knew. Revise them all before he made an actual decision on where the two seemed to fit best. It may take time but it was all going to be worth it in the end. Maybe Eddie could actually keep himself happy for more then a few hours, actually have the chance of starting anew. Away from the judgmental faces that seemed to crowd his past....


    "speech."



    I feel like I'm drowning ——


    //Having my guy travel to a few select clans so I can decide where I'd like for him to stay.

    CHAMPAGNE, COCAINE, GASOLINE; AND MOST THINGS IN BETWEEN.

    Venom was positively loosing their shit. Eddie had left, and the serval had been hunting the male down like a madman, muzzle to the ground as he sniffed out the domestic cat as if hunting down a good prey item for dinner. Scents began to change around them to those of the blackhearted rogues. Not that Venom was really aware of this, their mind was too dead-set on their task. Soon, the serval's other's scent began to get stronger and Venom's heart pounded against his rib-cage.

    Eyes set ahead, the familiar torn grey hoodie of his love came into view and the ebony individual was running at full speed, just barely managing to stop themselves before they knocked Eddie over completely. "Eddie!" Their voice cried, rough and ragged from lack of use, "By the gods you scared me half to death!"



    "Speech"

    ( VENOM BROCK // NON-BINARY // PISSY BRAT // TAGS )

    the enforcer approached beside venom, amber eyes searching the stranger silently. she sat back on her haunches, watching the interaction with mild curiousity. seemed they knew each other? so what could be his business? she waited a few more seconds, letting the two have their moment before offering the other a dainty smile. "hi - name and business, please?" her words were honeyed, warm and soft unlike the ragged tone of venom's. it was hard these days, to keep her mind from wandering. but she managed to pull herself together for the sake of the rogues.

    Before he knew who was heading towards him, the male tried to calm himself down. Dark eyes searching the ground beneath him, trying to avoid eye contact at the moment. Maybe it had been a mistake to venture out alone, being only capable enough to fight off a creature with little to no powers. It seemed like an eternity as he waited to be thrown to the ground, except it never happened. Instead a voice echoed between his ears, one that was familiar but it wasn't the usual. Words wanted to spill from his maw, yet there was an unpleasant dryness in his throat. Was this guilt, anxiety, or both?It did take a few minutes for Eddie to speak towards Saturnrings. As his words seemed to wanna push themselves all together. "My name is Eddie Brock and this is Venom. We're traveling to learn about the clans" Despite how he tried to speak calm and clear, a few stutters managed to sneak their way in.


    There should've been more attention given towards the distraught serval, but he couldn't get himself together.

    Looking back on this he appeared selfish and not truly caring. That wasn't true in the slightest, but this had caused Ven to struggle with his disappearance. Instead of trying to spit out words, he attempted to snuggle his head underneath the serval's chin. This felt like a better way then trying to piece together his broken thoughts. It was hard enough to have V appear out of nowhere, especially when he was already struggling. There wasn't going to be a fullblown apology here, as they did have an audience of one. It was better to try and continue with his objective, then work things out after.





    "speech."



    I feel like I'm drowning ——

           

    ✿ — tags

    She herself had always been curious aboutlearning about the other many groups across agrelo's the BHR, Solaris and Amalfi had been the only ones she'd cared to visit. For someone who'd been on the road her whole life there was a severe lack of knowledge of the goings on or traditions among the various groups. Going on an expedition like these two seemed to be on would be enlightening (Though for now she was more than happy to be tied down here) she approached with a dip of her head to the duo. Standing besides Saturnrings.


    ”Pleasure to meet you two. I'm Ver.” she'd greet informally before taking a moment to tilt her head as she thought of what to say. ”Is there anything specific about the rogues you'd want to learn about or would you just like a brief summary on things?” she'd woof curiously.


    ”SPEECH.”

    CHAMPAGNE, COCAINE, GASOLINE; AND MOST THINGS IN BETWEEN.

    The ebony serval could feel the guilt and anxiety rippling through their bond, a problem they'd obviously have to bring up another time. For now, Venom was content to collected his beloved against him, resting his broad head on Eddie's for a moment before looking up at Ver and Saturnrings. Venom wasn't often one to speak for the pair, but they were certain that Eddie's anxiety was completely taking over his mind at the moment and he probably wouldn't make much sense or even want to communicate.

    "Brief summary please." The serval telepathically sent to the young female.



    "Speech"

    ( VENOM BROCK // NON-BINARY // PISSY BRAT // TAGS )