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 Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 9:51 pm
The blazing hot weather crept up on Writ. It had been a while since he's seen the sun shine so brightly in the sky. It had been a streak of showers for the past few months, and the change of pace was very welcome.
The hot weather didn't particularly bother him, and even if it did, it wouldn't for long, the hazy sun was setting in the distance. He had read in some Magic School Bus book about desert animals to find out why something about "Ear-conditioners" or something like that. Whatever, he wasn't much for semantics.
He was headed down to Middling when he spotted a familiar face in the crowd.
"Hey!" Writ yelled out, waving his arms up in the air.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 10:57 pm
Quinn was perfectly fine with the heat, because he wasn't wearing any clothes! The sun setting too soon to give him any sort of a sunburn, he didn't bother putting on any sunscreen before leaving his house and heading through middling. It was time to find someone attractive and vulnerable. Someone who would fall to his advances without too much work.
He saw a person waving in the crowd.
Writ!
He grinned and waved back, hopping up and down gleefully. He slipped through the crowd like the snake he was growing up to be, until he could find his way to Writ. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around Writ's neck, wrapping his legs around the puppy-man's waist and hugging him tightly.
"Writ! I missed you!"
Perfect.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 11:34 pm
Quinn? No! Wait! Wrong-
"Gahh!" Writ choked out before getting constricted by snakeboy. Writ felt himself being haphazardly maneuvered himself out of sight, towards a more secluded area of the street.
"Hey Quinn..." He let out, "Long time no see."
Not long enough. He thought grimly. With Vale no longer there to distract Quinn, it seemed that he was back to being the designated babysitter.
"Give me a second, will ya?"
Writ pulled himself out of the alleyway and yelled out to Zy, "Hey! Over here!"
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 1:17 pm
Zyanya had just gotten off of work, sandwich from left over lunch in her hands and clad in a very embarrassing pink and white waitress uniform which looked completely terrible on the girl. She had been heading to her own little hole in the wall that she'd graduated to, finding it rude to encroach on Vale's little hideout more than she already had - and that was probably why she hadn't seen Writ in a while though she had always kept an eye out.
Attention was brought to the familiar voice and a genuine smile came to her lips, head turning to make sure it was who she thought it was. Yep, there he was! "Writ, buenos tardes!" Zy turned on her heel and headed toward the coyote....who seemed to have a brightly colored leech.
"And...Buenos tardes to you, too." She said politely, dipping her head in greeting. "Sandwich?" Offering it to Writ who was almost always interested in food. At least from what she had gleaned during her friendship with him.
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 10:49 pm
Quinn frowned, and saw Zy heading over to them. He crawled around like a spider to be on Writ's back instead, and glared at her. He thought he might have met her somewhere before, but didn't remember it very well if he even really had.
"Writ," He said, calmly, his eyes unwavering from their glare across his shoulder, "Who is this chick?"
He didn't need to acknowledge her. She obviously wasn't worthy of acknowledgement.
"And, I speak French, sure, and correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't it supposed to be, like, 'Buenas tardes'? Like, feminine? You aren't really Spanish." His glare-eyes narrowed. "Your tan is a lie." A vicious, evil one that deserved to be punished.
"Her tan is a falsehood, Writ. A fabrication." He looked down at the sandwich.
"It's probably poisoned. Or a lie."
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Posted: Fri Jun 04, 2010 5:26 pm
First Vale, now Quinn. Writ frowned, what was up with everybody climbing on him and acting like they're king of the universe?
"Uh, yeah, Zyanya, this is Quinn, don't mind him, he's probably the only person in the city weirder than I am." He flashed quick smile at her, then looked up to Quinn, "Alright, off!"
Writ jumped, trying to buck the rainbow-brite dictator off of him, but with no avail.
"Sure!" He said to the offer for the sandwich, reaching for it with a little trouble, Quinn wasn't helping very much.
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