09-22-2012, 09:13 PM
The hybrid's mind at the moment was a bit of a blur, blacking out the angst and hurt left from Omni's wake like a dim black line, as if it didnt happen, yet he stated it like the truth. Jac didn't know what he'd call the significance of the both of them. Certainly not a true relationship, but a bit of a closeness. Likely they never would truly be something, that was why the tawny spaniard strongly believed in living in the moment. The smoke had him dizzy for a moment, if he was standing; likely the poor coyote would have slumped to the floor. It provoked no fear, but a bit of peace. His mind was safe right now, far from the stress of sobriety and the fact of not being influenced from such an aromatic source. Jacinto closed his eyes, inhaling the puff given from his companion. An ear flicked, hearing the words of the foxy Italian.
It wasn't all to bad. Not really, at least for now.
Don't worry about it. Most stories end and another begins. The redhead mused, taking back the joint to hold it thoughfully in his fingers. And that's a long story, safe for a better time, yeah? A gentle smile was given, opening his eyes to grant a wink, lifting the bottle to his muzzle over the artisan's body. Quickly, a swig was downed, placing the bottle back between them as the fire travelled to is stomach.
Jacinto settled down, happily and contentedly snuggling into the other for warmth. A wide yawn escaped him, giving away his sleepiness. But the Lykoi prince listened, keeping himself alert enough to hear out his guest. Bored? Really, that was unfortunate. With his palm, Jacinto patted the younger man on the shoulder, a look of concentrated empathy written across his angled visage. That's too bad, man. Wish I knew how to speed things up...I'm not much of a whirlwind however. Lifting a shoulder, the dusky coyote shrugged and made a gesture towards the bottle. Alcohol was often something to make the mind all electric in short, and more interestong things almost always happened on the road to intoxication, and that road was currently being traveled by Jac.
It wasn't all to bad. Not really, at least for now.
Don't worry about it. Most stories end and another begins. The redhead mused, taking back the joint to hold it thoughfully in his fingers. And that's a long story, safe for a better time, yeah? A gentle smile was given, opening his eyes to grant a wink, lifting the bottle to his muzzle over the artisan's body. Quickly, a swig was downed, placing the bottle back between them as the fire travelled to is stomach.
Jacinto settled down, happily and contentedly snuggling into the other for warmth. A wide yawn escaped him, giving away his sleepiness. But the Lykoi prince listened, keeping himself alert enough to hear out his guest. Bored? Really, that was unfortunate. With his palm, Jacinto patted the younger man on the shoulder, a look of concentrated empathy written across his angled visage. That's too bad, man. Wish I knew how to speed things up...I'm not much of a whirlwind however. Lifting a shoulder, the dusky coyote shrugged and made a gesture towards the bottle. Alcohol was often something to make the mind all electric in short, and more interestong things almost always happened on the road to intoxication, and that road was currently being traveled by Jac.