02 | Video | For Those Who Think Sanguis

[anotheroldfashioned]

[Don is newly not furry but he's also looking annoyed and angry. His normally pristine features are grim. He's human - back to his handsome self but his hair hangs over his features and he's aggressively smoking a cigarette.]

So apparently I spend Sanguis as a bear thing. I know there's another fucking moon coming and I don't know what else is going to happen.

For the people who end up furry, you what - shave? And How do you handle clothing. Somebody ought to write a fucking book on this and let me publish it.

[He exhales smoke before taking another long drag on cigarette.]

And I'm not normally this open about this kind of thing but I need to moonlace. Bad. I'll buy you dinner and drinks. Or owe you in this case.

[He mutters something like takes all of the fun out of this before he sighs, leaning back and trying to relax.]

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[anotheroldfashioned]

[It's not the usual way he gets physical...but why not? He's never been a fighter but maybe this kid just offers a few punches, some kicks (women like kicking.) and he learns...what?

He smiles knowingly.]

...I'm open to that too. I've been trying to get my own business off the ground. It's frustrating...most of this place operates by word of mouth.

So how long's your course?

[torsion]

[ Jill's the type to withhold physical affection. It's intimate and intense in a way she doesn't often have time for. So, fighting makes up for it. It allows touch, at least. ]

Yeah, it's not ideal despite all the technology for starting over, is it? [ She withdraws her hand, settling it on her bourbon glass. ] Time, though? Whenever you feel like dropping. I'll always have something to teach and pass on and going from zero to something more does take time. I try to immediately offer solutions, though, from whatever fitness, strength, and knowledge level you might have. Don't want to prevent you from defending yourself, yeah?

[ She shrugs a little, goes in for her drink. The pull is long and thoughtful, accompanied by a hum when she finally sets the glass down again. ]

It took me years to be prepared for STARS, years more to be where I'm at. So I don't make promises, but I'm willing to work with you for results as long as you are. No pay-wall where you have to wait, it's up to how you work and manage, if that makes sense?

[anotheroldfashioned]

You prove yourself.

[Don nods mutely and he smirks, sipping at his alcohol.] I'm familiar. I prefer it that way.

[His brow furrows and he nods] What kind of equipment do you use? The last time I trained with a gun it was an M1 Garand.

[He is. Technically old.]