SIEEEE OMG LYKOI-NESSSS...awesome ;u;
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Pumpkin eyes turned to the sleeping individuals sprawled on the bed, Omni and Sina so perfectly--Perfect. No other words could so easily describe the beauty of bonding son and mother. Since André's appearance on the borders, it had the Lykoi descendant on edge for a long time. The threats hadn't been lived up though, as the dark hybrid hadn't come back. Which in its own way was relieving, a dead lover and son were not something he intended to have to bury, or mourn over for that matter.
Large ears swiveled as he heard the boy snort in his sleep before returning to a happier, more content slumber. Just adorable. But soon, the boy would have to prove himself. Have to start a path, and when old enough he could pursue a good rank. That would make daddy proud, that was for sure. Grinning from ear to ear, Cinto reached into his pants pocket for his paper and weed, he'd need it for a little later. Possibly. As his long fingers felt the dry little leaves, his day couldn't get any better. At least Omni hadn't smoked the last of them. The little lighter he had found was flicked idly with his thumb, then placed back into the deep pocket on his jeans. The russet-hued man decided to leave quietly, slipping out quietly and careful as to not disturb his sleeping family.
Jacinto didn't approve of his own smoking in the room, it was his choice to harm himself with it. But if the price was to harm his boy, and possibly get him high....It wasn't a great idea--And leaving on such a pleasant night wouldn't be such a pain in the ass, in fact it would be almost dreamy. He took a second to roll a quick joint, throwing it gently into his pocket.
He stepped out onto the Mansion's porch, the rolled cigarette pulled from his pants pocket with the lighter. He shielded the wind from the roll, flicked the lighter. But before it could light, he noticed a long russet frame settling near. He knew this woman, the one that had helped welcome him home to Inferni to his family. Cinto had seen her around on occasion, but no actual interaction seemed to take place. "Oh! Sorry!" With the joint still hanging out the corner of his mouth, the tan and chocolate man sputtered for words. "Just came out to--Y'know. Have a ciggy." Not all appreciated the happy-incense, and his worries stated that maybe Myri wouldn't either. "Little bit of a habit." Pausing, his words more calculated and thought out, "How've you been?"
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