LOCKE
Locke has gotten into a lot less trouble, which is surprising to say the least. A little of this, a little of that, the usual. They mostly came out here for Maeve related things, he just wanted to get some spices, fresh fruit, that kind of thing. Maybe see the Greatwood some. He'd never been here after all. And it was nice to be away from the insanity that's been Torchline lately.
He doesn't know how long he's been waiting, maybe an hour or two. They're in no hurry. He hears the crunch of her boots in the leaf litter but doesn't move. He's comfortable and if she's planning on killing him, she's doing a poor job of hiding herself. He doesn't even open his eyes when she calls out to him. "Maybe I want someone to take advantage of poor lil' ol' me." His voice is gruff with sleep but he finally starts to move, taking great effort in doing so.
He groans, reaching his arms above his head before yawning and shaking himself slightly. His eyes finally flutter open and his expression changes rapidly. First excitement because Maeve! Then confusion because dragon? Then he starts laughing because dragon. Of course. "Well if that's not a sign I wasn't meant to be a dragoon, I don't know what is. Fuck's sake." He pushes himself up and makes his way over to her. "Whose this little friend?" A hand is stretched out to the little dragon, an offering.
He doesn't know how long he's been waiting, maybe an hour or two. They're in no hurry. He hears the crunch of her boots in the leaf litter but doesn't move. He's comfortable and if she's planning on killing him, she's doing a poor job of hiding herself. He doesn't even open his eyes when she calls out to him. "Maybe I want someone to take advantage of poor lil' ol' me." His voice is gruff with sleep but he finally starts to move, taking great effort in doing so.
He groans, reaching his arms above his head before yawning and shaking himself slightly. His eyes finally flutter open and his expression changes rapidly. First excitement because Maeve! Then confusion because dragon? Then he starts laughing because dragon. Of course. "Well if that's not a sign I wasn't meant to be a dragoon, I don't know what is. Fuck's sake." He pushes himself up and makes his way over to her. "Whose this little friend?" A hand is stretched out to the little dragon, an offering.
Callin' it quits now
baby, I'm a wreck
baby, I'm a wreck
