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kingdomsofrain2018-03-15 04:04 pm
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picture prompt meme

the picture prompt meme
leave a picture/pictures and i'll respond with a character of your choice (or, if you'd prefer, of my own choosing). or leave a comment and i'll respond with pictures.
if the fallout commonwealth works as a setting? i dunnoooooo
'Yes' you consider applesauce a food or 'yes' you think the current value of the Commonwealth bottlecap is deplorable? Oh, I know! Or, 'Yes, Mr. Deacon, you talk too much so you should really shut your mouth.' That's the one, isn't it? I can see it in your eyes.
[ He probably shouldn't be joking around with a kid, especially once as worn-out as this one looks. She looks like she's been on the road all day, and she can't be more than, what... 10, or... 13 or... Hell, he doesn't know how old kids are. Deacon knows life leaves a lot of people, a lot of young people, to fend for themselves. But that doesn't make it any less of a sad situation. ]
As long as you don't try passing applesauce off as a food, sure, I've got something to eat. [ Motioning for her to follow, he heads toward the low fire he'd built up, his bag and his rifle set nearby, a few carrots and a can of cram laid out near the flames. Deacon moves to his bag, begins digging around. ] Hold on. I've got some Instamash in here, if you'd rather have that. And, uh, half a box of Sugar Bombs. I had some bloafly but, you know, lunch.
yessss that works for me
Referencing his own annoyance throws her off. Her expression remains the same, but the instinct to attack is quashed. As the man begins to root around in his bag rattling off the names of food, Laura finally makes her full approach. Shouldering past the man, she starts to dig through the bag herself until she produces a box of instamash and tucks it under her arm to solidify her claim. ]
Agua. Water.
no subject
Yeah, sure. Agua we can do.
[ there are a couple bottles of purified water next to his rifle; deacon grabs them and holds them out to the kid. ] It'll get you a little ways, anyhow.
[ he cocks his head, watches her for a moment before deciding that if he's going to extend the offer pulling together in his head, he'd better do it now, like right now before she turns tail and dashes off. ] You know, if you need a place to sleep, I'm gonna be here for a while, and I've got this blanket that's just sitting here. I'm not much for sleeping under the open sky - which begs the question, why do I even bring the blanket in the first place? - and I wasn't planning on shutting my eyes tonight, anyway. Been having these terrible nightmares, not that you needed to know that. Heyyy, Deacon, let's try not running your mouth for once.
What I'm saying is you can take a rest here, if you want. The blanket's pretty comfortable.
no subject
She's got some hard-hitting questions. Questions like: ]
Are you crazy?
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Oh, you mean because of the asking you to stay thing? Yeah. Look, I know I’m a stranger and you’ve got no reason to trust me, but I also know you look like someone who could use a good night’s sleep.
Would it help if we put a perimeter around the bed? Something noisy, so even if I wanted to - which, again, I don’t, but I get why you don't just take me at my word - I couldn’t sneak up on you? Or we could move a little ways, find a ridge or a ledge to set you up on. Pretty sure there's something like that just north of here.