RP Log - Meeting the Insane Irishman
Who: Jr & Farfarello
When: Backdated - June 1st
Where: Hut 10
Rating: PG
Warnings: possible WK and Xenosaga references
Notes: being finished in comments
Summary: Just Jr meeting his certifiably insane hutmate?
Farfarello had kept to himself since Crawford's most recent disappearance - but that was about to change. Emerging from his room, seemingly for the first time in weeks, the white-haired assassin headed toward the living area. He was decked in all white, with various loose straps hanging from all different places.
Jr was flopped on the couch, his small twelve-year-old frame taking up most of the space there. He had an obviously old Western on the television thanks to the DVD player, grinning at seeing some of the more interesting shots being done thanks to movie magic.
Single gold eye fixed on Jr as he entered the room. He hadn't had much - no, make that he hadn't had any interaction with his current hutmates.
Jr didn't care about interaction with his hutmates much as long as no one was yelling at him for anything, so the quiet was nice. He laughed loudly at a particularly good part in the movie with one bunch of bandits getting double-crossed by the "good" guy.
He briefly glanced at the television before looking back at Jr.
Jr felt as if someone was watching him, and he sat up just so he could see the white-haired hutmate staring at him. "Hey. Which one're ya?"
When: Backdated - June 1st
Where: Hut 10
Rating: PG
Warnings: possible WK and Xenosaga references
Notes: being finished in comments
Summary: Just Jr meeting his certifiably insane hutmate?
Farfarello had kept to himself since Crawford's most recent disappearance - but that was about to change. Emerging from his room, seemingly for the first time in weeks, the white-haired assassin headed toward the living area. He was decked in all white, with various loose straps hanging from all different places.
Jr was flopped on the couch, his small twelve-year-old frame taking up most of the space there. He had an obviously old Western on the television thanks to the DVD player, grinning at seeing some of the more interesting shots being done thanks to movie magic.
Single gold eye fixed on Jr as he entered the room. He hadn't had much - no, make that he hadn't had any interaction with his current hutmates.
Jr didn't care about interaction with his hutmates much as long as no one was yelling at him for anything, so the quiet was nice. He laughed loudly at a particularly good part in the movie with one bunch of bandits getting double-crossed by the "good" guy.
He briefly glanced at the television before looking back at Jr.
Jr felt as if someone was watching him, and he sat up just so he could see the white-haired hutmate staring at him. "Hey. Which one're ya?"