01-24-2008, 10:41 PM
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Kieran examined the small joint as Matrix held it up for him to see, confirming for himself what it was. The vaguely familiar scent, the way it looked, told him that it was indeed marijuana. He listened silently as his two companions conversed about the stuff, attention soon drawn to the well-crafted pipe the hybrid lady pulled out. “You made this yourself? Very well done,” he commented. The creation itself was unfamiliar to him—the wolves in his pack had stuck to rolling—but within the context of the conversation around him, he understood what it was used for.
He watched Sedition bring out a lighter to light the small joint before offering it to them. Kieran took it from him, examining it for a moment as the silver male questioned the possibility of getting sick from it. Kieran himself didn’t believe the stuff to be harmful; those friends of his that had used the drug seemed just fine. “Cancer? Nah, I don’t think so. I’ve never seen anything bad come of it, anyway.” With that, he took a small puff and held it out to pass it along. He was the open-minded sort, willing to try anything once. Sure, he was inexperienced, but when did that ever stop him?
He watched Sedition bring out a lighter to light the small joint before offering it to them. Kieran took it from him, examining it for a moment as the silver male questioned the possibility of getting sick from it. Kieran himself didn’t believe the stuff to be harmful; those friends of his that had used the drug seemed just fine. “Cancer? Nah, I don’t think so. I’ve never seen anything bad come of it, anyway.” With that, he took a small puff and held it out to pass it along. He was the open-minded sort, willing to try anything once. Sure, he was inexperienced, but when did that ever stop him?