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CURRENT HOUSING:

Currently living both in his designated housing, but also Adams House (pretty much in Kavinsky's bed nightly).

 

SCARS / MARKINGS:
ENVY - Cut into his left forearm (via Blue)
SUFFER - Carving into his calf via himself.
WRIST SCARS (successful suicide) + Thigh SCAR.
WRIST TATTOO -  Paw on his right wrist (via Kavinsky)
THROAT TATTOO - A raven with its wings spread on either side of his neck,
the face is a skull of the raven instead, and the background is filled with blue, purple and hints of red watercolor splashes. (Tattoo shop on Mammons Island.)
RIBCAGE TATTOO - An arrow for Clint and an hourglass for Nat.
STITCH SCARS AROUND MOUTH + slightly damaged vocal cords - Thanks to The Veiled Order capture.
MERMAN Features; white hands with claws and subtle webbing that's retractable, iridescent scales over his hands and in random spots.

DEMON ATTRIBUTES:

Demon Teeth.
The beginning of Pointy Ears (not pictures because right now they're just itchy and growing).
[These are based off Hellburbia Suicide].
Slowly his hands are turning White and his nails are turning into claws (basically)





RICHARD JOSEPH LYNCH
aka
little grey dragon he adopted from Mammons Island.

 

N A V I G A T I O N:  kinks & permissions | visuals | funeral | bdsm info | cr chart
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Comments

[enoderedrum]

should I even ask?

[favoriteforgery]

[there's a pause and it's long enough that it seems like he might not answer. but then:]

i guess it was an accident
i don't know what else to call it

[enoderedrum]

then stick with accident
deliberate sucks

[ Sprawls. Glancing around the room... Ok, he can't sleep. ]

what're you doing right now?

[favoriteforgery]

yeah. it does.

just staring at my phone in the dark

[enoderedrum]

sounds like a blast lol
well i can't sleep and i'm bored so i'm gonna go
...do something.
no idea what but it'll beat counting seconds

[favoriteforgery]

you asking for company czerny?

[enoderedrum]

only if you say yes

[favoriteforgery]

where do you wanna meet?

[enoderedrum]

ummm

[ Already out the door cause apparently some people DO sleep. ]

the club sounds the easiest? I'll be there in a few minutes
K isn't invited XD

>> action

[favoriteforgery]

no worries, he's not even here

Prokopenko leaves the suite after he throws on some clothes and heads down through the building. He migiht've suggested the movie theater if only because he feels weird going into the club after some of the shit that's gone down there.

But whatever. Booze is booze.

It's not really hard to find Noah with his shock of white-blonde hair.

perma-action

[enoderedrum]

At first mingling with one of K’s guys sounded like a bad idea but if Ronan could do it, why couldn’t he? Especially considering he was the type Noah would have hung out with pre-death anyway.

Meeting at the club was the first thing that came to mind considering he hadn’t actually had the chance to go anywhere else yet. Being new had its disadvantages.

When he saw him, he smiled and turned towards him, shouldering around a passerby, “I...do not want to stay here for the record. The last time I was here Ronan saw me in weird lingerie and I still haven’t gotten the weird out of that. But,” he looked over Prokos face; he was...distracting, “I’m open to other suggestions.”

[favoriteforgery]

"There's a movie theater," he offers. "It's playing really shitty Christmas movies, but it's not... here."

Proko jerks his head back toward the entrance and starts backing up in that direction. Noah doesn't have to twist his arm to leave. The last time he'd been here--yeah.

There had been no lingerie.

"We can throw popcorn at anyone actually trying to watch the movie."

[enoderedrum]

With one last glance at the club; bar, patrons, demons...he turned on his heel and followed after Proko.

Noah had little perception of personal boundaries so when he caught up, he was close, he needed to be. Touching was like breathing and up until now he had been slowly suffocating.

“Are we gonna watch the movie?”

[favoriteforgery]

"Depends on what's on," he says with a grin. Proko doesn't seem to mind that Noah is all up close; he's used to it. The pack was always all over each other, touching, shoving, lounging.

Apparently their options are Christmas with the Kranks, Jingle All The Way, Santa Claus Conquers Mars, and National Lampoon's Christmas.

Proko stands there staring at the marquee.

"What's our poison?"

[enoderedrum]

Stopping beside him, Noah peered at the options and hummed thoughtfully, clicking his tongue idly.

“Santa Claus Conquers Mars,” he decided and looped his arm through Prokos to pull him inside. Snacks were necessary. “When that gets boring we can bounce to the others.”

[favoriteforgery]

He snorts a laugh and lets Noah pull him along. "Uhm, you just picked literally the worst movie of all time. We are so not ditching it, my man."

Snacks are easy to come by, at least. Popcorn, soda, whatever they want. Prokopenko loads them down like he's planning to camp out in the theater for the next several hours. He kind of is.

[enoderedrum]

“Exactly,” Noah grinned and gave a chuckle before he helped with the pile of snacks.

Using his hip he shoved the door open and let Proko inside before following him in the theatre, “Since I pulled you out — you get to choose the seats.” Such an honor.

[favoriteforgery]

Such an hour. Proko veers to the middle of the theater and shuffles between the seats. The place is pretty empty but not completely deserted.

He flops into a seat and snickers when it squeaks obnoxiously. He shouldn't be surprised. He slinks down and puts his feet up on the chair in front of him.

[enoderedrum]

Definitely.

Again, Noah follows him in and stops to take the equally squeaky seat beside him before taking an inventory of the snacks; tossing one of the candies into Prokos lap.

He tipped his head back to see where anyone else was sitting above them, then below before stretching out in the seat, “Now shhh...it’s time to be impressed.”

[favoriteforgery]

He snorts a laugh and drops his feet just so he can kick at Noah. It's what he'd do to Jiang or Kav and it feels easy to just... do it.

"Ssssh," he hisses back, grinning like an idiot as he lolls his head back and focuses on the screen. It's bad from the start and before long Prokopenko is offering low-toned snarky commentary, just loud enough for Noah to hear him.

[enoderedrum]

Amused, he shifted and threw his legs over the far arm rest, crossing his feet at the ankles and went about eating a bag of peanut butter candies.

Noah listened to commentary and snickered, offering some of his own before holding a a candy piece blindly out for Proko to eat.

[favoriteforgery]

Prokopenko keeps his eyes on the screen but he accepts offerings of candy whenever Noah passes them over. He keeps the popcorn bucket between them for the same generous reason.

He watches as Santa and some human kids build a workshop or whatever on Mars to bring fun and imagination to the Martian children and lolls his head towards Noah.

"Talk to me, Czerny."

[enoderedrum]

Tipping his head back a little until their faces were close, “What do you want to talk about?”

Reaching down he nabbed a few popcorn pieces and popped them into his mouth. In the dark he could see see enough of Prokos face to read him.

[favoriteforgery]

"I dunno," he admits. He keeps his eyes on the screen. "You from Henrietta? Like. You grow up there?"

Prokopenko gropes for the soda they have and pulls it close. It's the first thing he's had in days that doesn't have alcohol in it.

[enoderedrum]

“Mhm,” Noah nestled again and watched the screen, “Born, raised, died in it.”

He paused then continued, “Two sisters. One older. One younger.” He nibbles absently on some cinnamon bears. “I had a red mustang that’s rotting away in the forest. I....” thinking, he tipped his head a little, “was easily bored so I used to go do anything that sounded fun. Didn’t matter what it was. I think that’s why I was so drawn to Ronan.”

Ronan made him belong.