loveaholic robotronic loveaholic robotronic--i mean. [CLOSED]

[hopeslittle]

Characters: Hope Estheim, Heine Rammingitintobuttssteiner

Setting/Location: Steamdrab

Date & Time: Day 11, before he meets up with Snow.

Warnings: LMAO nothing much! It'll be boring ok. /cranking out logs one step at a time

Summary: Hope angsts or something, Heine... does stuff idk.

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[nebenmond]

. . . Good thing Heine didn't have too much of an issue with dust, and he closed his eyes, shielding them and his mouth with an arm just in case until it passed on by. There was a thin littering of dust on his hair, shading the normally white color to a more dull vanilla. His jacket too, acquired some of the lovely dust and in the end Heine didn't even bother to shake any of the accumulation off. A little dust in this place was the least of his concerns.

Heine debated on whether he wanted to rephrase his question, ask it again in a more direct manner to reference the dust cloud that had been one moment going on way and then another when Hope was startled by Heine's arrival.

-No.

A small sigh, when the other fumbled through his answer making Heine wonder just how suspicious whatever he was doing had been. The albino didn't care, but this kid seemed more than paranoid about the situation for the both of them. (And maybe another two or three people if they ended up viewing it like Hope did.)

When Hope looked up at him, finally after settling on an answer and extended a return question, Heine looked down pointedly at him, as if he were considering his options from an array of stored answers. "Hm," he answered, but gave no immediately reply. Instead, he brought a hand up to run through his hair (giving it a good shake while he was at it to let the dust finally go air-born before it melted into his hair in the sweat and humidity) and eyed Hope a little bit curious now. Maybe he was going to ask him a question again afterall, but thought better of it and started to continue walking right on by Hope at the same casual pace he'd stumbled upon him on.

"I guess I wanted to explore, too." A small amused exhale of air border-lining a laugh prompted his next words, "Find something useful in this dump." Not likely, but he could ... well, hope (What else was there to do than dick around when it all came down to it, anyway?)