03-22-2020, 05:53 PM
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— fred liked to think of himself as an avid storyteller. during patrols he would ramble about one thing or the next, hoping to get at least someone entertained by his dumb stories. more than anything, he enjoyed having all eyes on him- hence why he walked in the front, doing reckless things to try and get some well-deserved attention.
”how about a joke instead?” he turned his head towards rory, watching him weave his way to the front. his lips twitched into the hint of a smile. “i like the way you think.” if there was anyone who at least went along with fred’s humor, it seemed to be rory. at least the other man tried to be a source of entertainment on these long, sometimes tedious patrols. some people around here could learn a thing or two.
“why can’t a nose be 12 inches?” he rose a brow then and looked through the group to see if there was anyone else that knew the joke. surely he wasn’t the only one that didn’t know the punchline. he looked back towards rory. “this better be a good one,” he said, his own lips pulling into an entertained smirk. his gaze lingered momentarily before he looked ahead again, absently kicking up some snow as they walked. “why can’t a nose be 12 inches?”
— fred liked to think of himself as an avid storyteller. during patrols he would ramble about one thing or the next, hoping to get at least someone entertained by his dumb stories. more than anything, he enjoyed having all eyes on him- hence why he walked in the front, doing reckless things to try and get some well-deserved attention.
”how about a joke instead?” he turned his head towards rory, watching him weave his way to the front. his lips twitched into the hint of a smile. “i like the way you think.” if there was anyone who at least went along with fred’s humor, it seemed to be rory. at least the other man tried to be a source of entertainment on these long, sometimes tedious patrols. some people around here could learn a thing or two.
“why can’t a nose be 12 inches?” he rose a brow then and looked through the group to see if there was anyone else that knew the joke. surely he wasn’t the only one that didn’t know the punchline. he looked back towards rory. “this better be a good one,” he said, his own lips pulling into an entertained smirk. his gaze lingered momentarily before he looked ahead again, absently kicking up some snow as they walked. “why can’t a nose be 12 inches?”
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[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH
[size=10pt]*･ﾟ[abbr=24 years old, male, flintlock]✦[/abbr] COME ON AND BARE YOUR TEETH