black gold reign

[Cotl]

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OOC: Really sorry on the wait on this ..D: +3

The man had not been up to anything really interesting as of late,well, you know besides fraternizing with some of the females of Inferni, getting high with his son, playing some guitar here and there, tattooing bitches and whatnot. He hadn't been out of Inferni since he had gotten paints at Halifax with Talitha awhile back, and now seemed like a good time for go to Halifax and have a day out by himself without having to deal with Sascha and Marik, as well as the needy stable of mounts that the man had been taking care of. Speaking of which he needed to find some new tack for both Blitzen and Donder. Maschine's tack was starting to ware, but it still had plenty of rides in it. The only reason he was looking for tack for the other two was because for one, they were not horses, and for two, they kept on chewing their ropes and he was hoping that he'd be able to find something that would work better.

He was riding his steed along the old streets of Halifax before the rain had started to drop on the two beings. Both Cotl and Maschine were used to the uncomfortable rides in the rain and after awhile the two had stopped caring about the rain. The fabric of Cotl's pants clung to his fur and skin and the rust man huffed from beneath his heavy head that held his soaked coal locks that had grown rather long since he had long neglected cutting it. He moved along the residential streets, knowing that what he wanted would not be in this area. A heavy scent that was slightly washed from the air would touch his nose though and his bi-colored eyes would narrow. It'd been some time since he had smelt this smell and he thought for some time that he was just imagining the smell before he had seen the ivory and chocolate male. Cotl lead Maschine over to the porch that Kansas was standing on and Cotl let a rather wicked grin fall on his face before he would clear his throat. He slipped from his mount and he had walked over to the other man. Hallo Kansas the drenched German spoke to the man. Long times no-FUCKFACE- see..