forum meat, and bone, and blood // oxo // closed // romance rp

Started September 23, 2021 by @michael_rainer_eats_uranium group

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Bustop looked closely. He did not recognize this person. In fact, he had never seen anybody like this person. And he'd seen many sorts of people. He squinted his eyes at the person, now hoping to catch his attention. Maybe it was a nice person. Or better, a FUN person. He shifted in the rubble a bit more, sticking his whole head out now.

Charlie spotted the person that had made the noise. They didn’t look hostile, so he relaxed a bit. The wind blew a few curly strands of hair into his face as he observed the person in the rubble.
“…Hello?…”

All four of Bustop's ears stood up "Hi!" He walked out from under the rubble, stretching and yawning " Whatcha doing?" he rubbed his eyes. " You woke me up y'know"

“….sorry for waking you up….just looking for supplies….” Charlie tilted his head, observing the person before him. He tucked the stray pieces of hair behind his ears.

Bustop took a second to respond, still a little tired " Supplies?" he asked. He grabbed the tattered skirt he was wearing (the ONLY clothes he was wearing) and shook it a little. A dozen mismatched pill bottles, bandages, shards of glass and a few razors fell from the pockets and patches on it " Like these?" he asked, leaning down and picking up a shard of green glass.

He nodded, his eyes widening when he saw his collection. He noticed his lack of untarnished clothes. Charlie looked at the glass shards eagerly; they would make a good addition to his collection.
“….I could…..we could trade for ‘em, if you want…..”

" I don't want them" Bustop stared blankly " I have no idea where they came from actually" He continued " I just felt something in here" he patted his skirt and put the shard of glass back in a pocket.

Charlie nodded slowly, picking up the supplies.
“…..I have some clothes, if you want them….it’s the least I can do….”

Bustop shrugged "Nah, I'm cool" he picked up and trash bag from the floor, cut open the bottom with the shard of glass, and put it on, like a crop top "No need"

Charlie blinked a couple times, dumbstruck.
This man has no fashion sense. This must be fixed.
He rummaged around in his bag, pulling out a brown jacket with some sort of fur along the collar.
“At least have this…”

Bustop pouted " I don't want it." He looked up at the tall man " Do you offer clothes to every stranger you meet?" He hopped over " Or do you really just think I dress that badly?"

“….just…..isn’t it cold at night?…”
Charlie couldn’t help but notice how adorable he looked when he pouted. He didn’t quite understand the feeling though, so he just ignored it.

Bustop noticed Charlie staring at his lips. He elected to ignore " Yeah, but I have thick skin" he smiled " Plus, I don't usually sleep outside." He looked closer at Charlie's face, getting on his tiptoes " Hmmm… but you seem pretty genuine. I'll take the jacket" He said, sticking out his hand.

Charlie handed him the jacket. “…..I’m Charlie…..”

" Bustop!" he looked Charlie up and down " You're cute, I'm coming with you"

Charlie blushed a little. “…I’m what??…”

"Umm… Cute?" he squinted his eyes, dropping his ears "You okay?" he looked at the slight blush on Charlie's face and smirked.

He nodded. “…mhm….”
No one had ever told him that before.
Charlie scrambled to pick up all of the supplies, putting them into his bag.

"Anyways" Bustop hopped and turned around "Where are we going? What exactly do you do? Is it weird that I'm going with you even though I just met you? Scratch that, don't answer that question. How long have you been in the vast? What are you gonna do with those supplies?" He shot out all these questions all at once, almost like a shotgun, counting each question on his fingers.

Charlie didn’t know what questions to answer first. He had never seen anyone talk this much in his life.
“….I’m a trader, I wander around….I stay in Strohgn for the most part, but I travel….and I’m gonna keep some of ‘em, and trade some. I’ve been running low on first aid supplies for a while now.”

"Cool!" He said excitedly " I CAN go with you right?" He asked, tilting his head and putting a finger on his chin " I mean, life in the Vast is spontaneous and cool and all, but I'd like to see the other places of the world!" He paused "Preferably with anlther person"

He nodded. “….sure….I’ve never traveled with another person before…..”

" I have! Believe you me, I have enough experience for the both of us" He hopped up and down giddily " I've never been outside the Vast though"

"The cities are… interesting. There's a lot of things you can get in the cities that you can't really get out here, like tech, or psychedelic drugs, or prostitutes…. there's a lot going on."
Charlie brushed off his own jacket, which had gotten a bit of dust on it. He took pride in his cleanliness; something that not many people had, or rather, had the willpower to pursue.