// and it's alright, that's the way i like it —
Thorn and Vesper work in tandem, old bent portions removed and some with an added help of telekinesis where he needed it, only to shortly be replaced by the new fresh portions that Vesper provides. And all the while the courtesan spends time trying to snuff out anything off about the demigod. “Yeah. Ain’t that the truth.” He murmurs with a soft snort, glancing away from the child of the stars to move down a few paces more to the next section.
“We’ve always kinda seen each other here ‘n there. Didn’t fully meet ‘til she invited me out t’line dance. Now she can’t get rid’ve me.” He glances over toward Vesper with a playful wink, the charming courtesan smile, before he returns to his work, making idle conversation here and there.
With the panels finally replaced and the next task at hand, he dusts off his hands on his pants as he straightens up. “Yeah! We’re good!” He calls back as he starts heading back to listen for the next series of tasks. And when Colt picks him to accompany her this time, he moves into action almost immediately, sidling up beside her as they walk toward the judge’s booth.
Glancing at her sidelong when her question hits, the frown he offers is one that’s faint and there for a brief moment before it’s gone again. “He’s cute.” He says unhelpfully, flashing her a small smile. “Tough fuckin’ nut to crack though. Don’t know him enough to tell anythin’ other than meetin’ you was a wild ride.” At least that’s his little interpretation of hell of a way to get to know someone.
Which, y’know, is fairly accurate all things considered.
Snagging the hammer and nails and crouching beside Colt to start to nail the new board she places into position, he focuses extra on the work he does but his ears are entirely focused on Colt and her response.
Thorn starts nailing the board into place!
“We’ve always kinda seen each other here ‘n there. Didn’t fully meet ‘til she invited me out t’line dance. Now she can’t get rid’ve me.” He glances over toward Vesper with a playful wink, the charming courtesan smile, before he returns to his work, making idle conversation here and there.
With the panels finally replaced and the next task at hand, he dusts off his hands on his pants as he straightens up. “Yeah! We’re good!” He calls back as he starts heading back to listen for the next series of tasks. And when Colt picks him to accompany her this time, he moves into action almost immediately, sidling up beside her as they walk toward the judge’s booth.
Glancing at her sidelong when her question hits, the frown he offers is one that’s faint and there for a brief moment before it’s gone again. “He’s cute.” He says unhelpfully, flashing her a small smile. “Tough fuckin’ nut to crack though. Don’t know him enough to tell anythin’ other than meetin’ you was a wild ride.” At least that’s his little interpretation of hell of a way to get to know someone.
Which, y’know, is fairly accurate all things considered.
Snagging the hammer and nails and crouching beside Colt to start to nail the new board she places into position, he focuses extra on the work he does but his ears are entirely focused on Colt and her response.
Thorn starts nailing the board into place!
thorn
— getting crucified,
every time you cross my mind //
every time you cross my mind //
