there's no plan
no race to be run
no race to be run
For the chance to celebrate not feeling as though he's nothing and no one (Isla might not have found it disturbing, but Fox certainly did), the hunter has braved the skyship and whatever motion sickness accompanies it for a chance to celebrate. With his fiance, of course.
"I don't think I've ever seen a place like this before," he admits to Kiada as they stroll through the floating barges and other stalls. Ordinarily he'd have already picked out a few different snacks to try, and probably a beer to go with them, but since he's still feeling a little delicate, Kia is more than enough.
They meander past the Lucky Dip barrel, and it's enough for Fox to slow his steps, giving Kiada's hand a squeeze and offering her a crooked smile. "Do you think we'll win a prize or get cursed?" he wonders, before approaching and having a go regardless.
No reward without risk, right?
Fox tries the Lucky Dip!
"I don't think I've ever seen a place like this before," he admits to Kiada as they stroll through the floating barges and other stalls. Ordinarily he'd have already picked out a few different snacks to try, and probably a beer to go with them, but since he's still feeling a little delicate, Kia is more than enough.
They meander past the Lucky Dip barrel, and it's enough for Fox to slow his steps, giving Kiada's hand a squeeze and offering her a crooked smile. "Do you think we'll win a prize or get cursed?" he wonders, before approaching and having a go regardless.
No reward without risk, right?
Fox tries the Lucky Dip!
Fox Sinclair
the harder the rain, honey
the sweeter the sun
the sweeter the sun
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
