This Place Sure Has Gone Downhill Lately
Who: Dawson, Daisy
What: Looking for Entertainment
When: February 5th, 8 pm
Where: Realm of the Unwanted/Clearing Township
( What with the lack of murderous rampages, burning villages to the ground. It's a shame. )
What: Looking for Entertainment
When: February 5th, 8 pm
Where: Realm of the Unwanted/Clearing Township
( What with the lack of murderous rampages, burning villages to the ground. It's a shame. )
"Sure thing Crazy, naive as a fucking newborn lamb, that's me." His mood was a bit odd that day, probably having something to do with the fact that he had had to just sit around and listen to Slater and Zero blab on and on and on. About things he cared only as much as he absolutely needed to in order to survive. Although, that Ev place did not sound half bad. No Gales, no Cains, no laws about killing people for entertainment, or flicking small rocks at children.
Easily he could see switching from the O.Z. to the Land of Ev. Because he was really getting godsdamned sick of the Realm of the Unwanted. Sure there were hookers, but they were unattractive. Sure you could drink all you wanted, but the booze down there sucked. Which explained why he had not either killed or kicked Daisy to the metaphorical curb yet, while bunking down over the bar with the least horrific beer supply.
"Hey look, not as fucking dumb as you look," Dawson tossed in a grin, his hair sticking up in its characteristic manner. And, while he did spare a look to check to see if his pants were indeed tight or not, he shrugged off the comment. "Come on, don't you just want to get out of this godsdamned place and have some fun? Some real Longcoat fun?" With a suggestive gleam in his eye, he smiled slowly, "Death and mayhem? You can bet your sweet ass the beds are better up in Clearing or what-the-fuck they call that town a few miles from the South entrance."
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