Dionaea Muscipula

Ouija D'Angelo · 01-19-2011, 02:11 AM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Fae; 773 words

He wasn't certain if it was the drink or if she was always inclined to behaving familiarly with those that she had just met. Either way he didn't exactly mind too much. He was used to having physical contact and so as she laid her head against his chest he simply wrapped one of his arms around her waist in order to try and hold her close. He was willing enough to share his warmth. He did have a thick coat that was perfect for the winter. Sometimes he felt that it worked a little too well. So of course he didn't mind holding her cooler body up close to his warmer one. After all he had stepped outside and away from his work because it had gotten too warm near the fire. The snow was a welcome reprieve for him. And to have company to share the night with simply made it better.

He smiled and accepted the bottle as it was handed it over. He ended up bringing it up to his lips and sipping from it, taking a great swig before handing it back. "Not too bad. What is it called?" He asked curiously. He wasn't one to give into spirits too often. But he had been without any sort of intoxicant for too long that he was willing to take anything. It was the only way that he could forget about his responsibilities. And well, everyone had to indulge now and again. He had gone a pretty long time without giving into substantial influences. Because of that he couldn't be said to be an addict. Still, the chances that he got to indulge he perhaps overdid it a bit at times. But that could be said to be making up for how long he went without before and how much longer he would go without after it was all over with. After all what would one night of overindulgence hurt? Not a thing most certainly.

He chuckled and allow his eyes to slip shut as he made to relax. "The name is Ouija. How about yourself?" He drew in a deep breath of the crisp night air before he tilted his head to the side and opened his eyes in order to look down at the female as he had felt her shift. He offered down a warm and gentle smile. "You don't smell like Cercatori D'Arte so where are you from?" He brought up his other arm, the one opposite the one that he had wrapped around the female... or at least had tried to wrap around her should she had allowed for it or not, and placed it behind his head to act as some sort of pillow or cushion for his head against the rough tree bark. "What brings you all the way out this way at this time of night? Looking for someone special perhaps?" After all if she was actively seeking a certain person, or had been waiting for them to arrive, he could get up and go seek them out to allow them to know that they had company. "If you will allow me to know who you are here to see then I can try to find them for you. It really is too cold out for you to be sitting out here all alone and waiting on them." It really was the least that he could offer. And if she wasn't looking for any certain one canine then he could be her company. He certainly didn't mind that. He spent many hours alone just working that he could use the break and company himself.

He turned his head to peer out into the night to watch the snow fall. "Quite beautiful out, isn't it?" It wasn't often that he had just sat still and really looked at the scenery. Actually he couldn't remember a time that he had ever cuddled up to someone and just watched the snow fall. It was so quiet and peaceful out. He sighed softly, allowing a slow breath to pass out between his lips. He chuckled at the plumes that his breath had made as it showed itself in the cold air. It was such a simple thing and yet it caused great joy, enough for him to try it again. Of course now he was just being silly as he tried to make the breath come out in a ring but failed. It was an amusing attempt though. Enough to cause a genuine smile to slip onto his lips as he enjoyed himself greatly. It was a simple joy but it was enough for now.

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