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

Started September 23, 2021 by @michael_rainer_eats_uranium group

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" Well, I know what psychedelics are, but what is a 'tech' and what is a 'prostitutes' ???" As he spoke, Bustop shifted his body arlund about seven different times, posing differently throughout. He had a hard time keeping still.

"Tech is pretty much an umbrella term for fancy machine stuff… apparently, if you have the right things to trade, you can get bits of machines implanted in you that do certain things, like make you faster or give you specific knowledge. and……prostitutes are…..um….."
Charlie didn't explain to have to explain prostitution to anyone today. He was not prepared for this.

Thankfully, Bustop's attention span was entirely too small to remember his question " Oh! So 'tech' is like those weird things scattered in the vast… I think they're called 'cars'" He had wide eyes, staring straight at Charlie.

Charlie nodded. "Those are older tech, from before the New End, but same concept."
He pulled out an old, bent book from his bag, flipping through the stained and creased pages. The pages had torn-out newspaper and magazine scraps taped to them, along with some pressed plants. All of Charlie's additions matched the subjects of the book.
"This is an old history textbook. It was printed in…"
He paused to look at the faded back cover.
"2037! It has a lot of really cool stuff in it, like a bunch of stories and culture that humans had!" Charlie was clearly very passionate about this.
"I have a couple other textbooks too…. one about the old animals and plants, one about another language called 'Español', and one about the sky! Apparently, the sky hasn't changed much, since the drawings of the stars are still accurate."
Charlie's current chattiness was a stark contrast to his shy demeanor earlier.

" I'm guessing you like this kinda stuff?" Bustop asked with a smirk. He wasn't lying when he called Charlie cute, and he was even cuter now, when he spoke of his interests. "That's Adorable" he whispered.

Charlie nodded enthusiastically, not hearing Bustop's comment.
"This area used to be a town called Annapolis! It was part of a bigger area called Mary Land, and that was part of a bigger area called the United States! And the big body of water that's nearby was the Chesapeake Bay! And-"

His rant was interrupted by a loud clap of thunder. Charlie jumped, like a scared cat. He lightly hit his arm on a piece of metal debris, and it started to bleed. His blood was a strange greenish-grey color.

"Oh!" Bustop exclaimed, unshaken by the lightning " Are you good? Is the gash deep?" Bustop grabbed Charlie's arm without permission " Hehe, your blood looks kinda cool. I have boring ol' red blood" he wiped the wound with his newly acquired jacket " Anyways, um, you have bandages in your bag right? I could apply those for you"

Charlie nodded, reaching into his bag. He pulled out his first aid equipment.
"It's not deep, i just have thin skin…..this happens often….."

" Oh. Huh." Bustop said, amused " I rarely get gashes like that, only if I fall a long distance or get in a fight" he looked back at the storm clouds forming " Ooh, I love the rain. It's my favorite weather. We should head towards it. Sometimes, I try to jump high enough to reach the clouds. It works when I'm on a mountain or something, but usually, it doesn't" Bustop grinned at Charlie and then frowned in realization " Whoops, sorry, the rain probably is NOT good for that wound"

"Yep….probably not….i don't have much of a problem with rain, it's just loud noises that scare me a little…." Charlie quickly applied a salve that he had made himself a while back and wrapped up the wound. He then put his coat back on over it, to act as a barrier in between the wound and the rain.

" Well, my makeshift rubble shelter won't fit the both of us so… where can we go?" more lightning struck far away. Bustop perked his ears and closed his eyes, waiting for the thunder to come. He loved loud noises, which is weird because he has extremely sensitive hearing. It's almost masochistic actually. The thunder came and it was louder than before, and left a satisfying loud ringing in his ears. He then looked to his side to check on Charlie.

Charlie shrugged, the thunder making him jump again. He was always very aware of his surroundings, to a fault.
"I think i saw an old cellar outside of one of those houses….that might be good….."

" Oh, yeah, that's cool" Bustop hated enclosed spaces. His voice reflected that. " We should probably head there quickly then." He looked at the storm again " It's coming pretty quick"

Charlie noticed, but luckily, he knew the cellar wasn’t fully closed in. He headed for the cellar. He didn’t realize how fast he actually was. Half of the cellar roof was missing, so he just stayed under the roofed area. He curled up a little, as he was getting a little chilly.

Bustop splayed his body on the floor where the roof was missing as it began to rain overhead, his ears still perked. "So, Charlie" he began to make smalltalk. He wanted to get to know the person he was travelling with " You got any friends?"

"Only one." He took off the heavy stack of bags and boxes strapped to his back, lifting a piece of cloth from one of the boxes and opening it up.
It was a small cage, and inside was a kitten with three eyes and two tails. He was asleep, curled up in a ball. Charlie pet it gently.
"This is Scott."

" Is that… a pet!" Bustop whisper yelled " I saw one on a torn billboard once!" He looked at it closely "Although it only had two eyes… and one tail" he paused "and it was a LOT bigger, like twice my size!" He held his hand out "Can I… touch it?"

Charlie stepped aside, nodding. "Let him sniff you first, he needs to get used to your scent. And…. just be gentle."

Bustop put his hand near the creature, fist, then paln forward "What kind of pet is it? I heard from a friend that there are a lot of types of pets. She told me I looked like a 'bunny' whatever that meant"

"He's a cat, i think. And… now that i think about it, you do kind of look like a bunny." Charlie smiled a little, scratching Scott's head.

"Is it the ears?" Bustop grabbed the edges of his ears " She said it was the ears" He pulled them down to his eyes, looking at them studiously "I've never seen anybody, or any THING with ears like this"

“Yep.” He nodded. “I’ve never been told I look like anything.”

He looked closely at Charlie's face, squinting his eyes "Well… you're still cute!" He exclaimed, giggling.

Charlie smiled a little. “…..thank you….”

Bustop watched Charlie smile and blushed. He was even cuter when he smiled. "Um… we should get to know each other! Y'know… while it rains?" He smiled "Kill some time!"