Backdated to February 4th

[dirtysouthdirty]

[ February fourth is the day the Confederate States of America was officially formed. Most might assume that would make it his birthday, however that wasn't so, and Confedy himself wasn't entirely sure why. It suits him just fine, though. When he thought of his country being formed, he also thought of his country going down in flames. Not exactly

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...I don't know which one I want, so both or surprise me, haha.

[secedeforme]

[Roslyn hangs back for a moment to make sure she isn't going to interrupt a meeting or anything, before clearing her throat and approaching.]

Mr. Aaron?

sorry, I didn't get this notif orz And alright~

[dirtysouthdirty]

[ Hookeracy startles a bit when he realizes someone else is near, nearly dropping the Rubix cube as he turns to see who is there. ]

...hey there. How're ya?

It's fine, LJ's been misbehaving <3

[secedeforme]

I'm okay.

[She feels a little bad, she didn't mean to scare him. Roslyn settles into one of the nearest chairs.]

How are you, Mr. Aaron?

<3

[dirtysouthdirty]

[ For someone who isn't very easy to scare, Hookeracy does have a strong startle response. ]

...just a bad day is all.

[istandwithmine]

[Texas isn't really sure CSA is outside, but it's much too cold for this wandering about in the middle of winter stuff. After it's been a while, he dons a coat, leaves food and string out for Cotton to play with, and rushes out the cabin door before he can change his mind about this.

He doesn't really have a fixed idea of where CSA is, but he knows he'd better find the nation before anyone else, say, the Union, does.]

Chief? Chief!?

[ingreatdeeds]

[ Texas calling CSA's name startles both him and the squirrel. Using a hand to gently shoo it away to make sure it doesn't decide to follow him, he gets to his feet, taking a moment to figure out where the voice is coming from before heading towards it.

He's shivering and tugging his coat closer to himself as he nears Texas, though doesn't immediately speak. He knows Texas is likely to notice him anyway. ]

[istandwithmine]

[Texas does indeed notice CSA, and immediately approaches to wrap an arm around him.]

Come back inside. It's too cold to just be hangin' around out here.

[ingreatdeeds]

It's fine, I'm a'ight.

[ Even if he is shivering and subconsciously leaning into Texas. ]

[by_mornin]

[It's really just coincidence Amarillo chose to walk into Hookeracy's chosen living room, soda in hand. He's a bit surprised to see the puzzle toy, and...really a bit concerned at the other man's general mood.

Well. Perhaps he can help. Amarillo moseys over and leans against the back of Hookeracy's chair.]

The easy way's to just rearrange the stickers.

[dirtysouthdirty]

[ Hookeracy at first ignores the sudden sense someone else is around, he doesn't look up from the puzzle until he realizes said prescence is now against the back of his chair.

But he recognizes that voice and whatever bite he might have had to run off whoever it was on the chance his brother had shown up dissipates, instead offering a almost sheepish smile. ]

I might do that later.

[ When he isn't wanting of a distraction. ]

[by_mornin]

[Amarillo leans over as much as he can, to slip his arms around Hookeracy.]

Don't tell me that lil' thing's what's got ya so worked up.

[dirtysouthdirty]

[ Hookeracy rests his head against one of those arms, looking back down at the cube and rearranges a couple rows. ]

Nah, not this. Just...rememberin' thangs I don' wanna.