a lion's rest is finally over .

ᴀɴᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏᴋᴀʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟᴜᴄᴋʏ ɪ ᴡᴀs ɪɴ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴍᴏᴏᴅ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ

I don't think he has a mouth TO speak, Lucy.

do..do they have a name?

what the fuck is that thing ?

Good evening, all.

ah, yes, my normal house wear. a speedo. I think . . when I get new digs I'll just . . retire it.

i just . . like the way it looks, not because I don't have clothes, not at all . . i don't wish to kill, not anymore. i want to live . . a life, not fight everyday. maybe with a change of clothes, and a haircut, maybe they won't ask.

does anyone handle it well when they learn what I once was? ive had many guns in my face, what's another? it's just convincing them I'm harmless that's the problem.

yeah ! one of those, i scooped one off a corpse once, used it till it like . . exploded. the barrel looked like a blooming flower. don't think they're supposed to do that. if it's because of what i once was, i don't . . recommend it.

i-i mean like . . the ones with the telescope on it . . and I can see them from far away, and lay there. [ he has no clue what three things mentioned are, but he will be glad to find out. ]

huh..a gun..? i mean..sure, I prefer long range if I am to use one of those pieces of machinery. [ that's actually really cute, and adorable, he can't wait to see them. ]

and whoever doesn't can meet the end of my spear, simple as. [ plushes? huh, not the sort of thing he expected him to get. ] I shouldn't speak like that, trying to be a good person, and all that.. my fist then.

well..God damn. Alright, I guess I do stink, my apologies.

not the first time, no, I always enjoyed waking up to your handsome face. kinda missed that. [ what kind of souvenirs are we talkin' here? and is he going to have to walk around it? ]

My gift to you all is my return, you're welcome.

m-my shoes? I didn't think they were that bad..

WHAT IF I BATHE?

Only if you'd like, doll. [ his eyes scanned all the stores, and new faces, everyone seemed..nice. how refreshing. ] cute brahmin calves? Oh, I must see these darlings, I bet they have the cute little moo too— Uh..I mean.. Cute brahmin calves, how adorable. +

I'm not s t i n k y.

a weight has been lifted off his shoulders now that he was free, he was ready to enjoy a leisure life, he's very glad she's proud of him. “Hooh, the nice stuff, huh? And dinner? I'd love to, darlin'.”

⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊, 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄 —— .ᐟ ⠀⠀ ꒱

ㅤㅤㅤ . 　 * ✵ 　 　 ✦ ㅤㅤ · ✦ 　. * ㅤ 　. · · ㅤㅤ 𝘐’𝘮 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝑪𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍.ᐣ ㅤㅤㅤ . · * * · . ㅤ ㅤ ·　ㅤ　 · ✧ ·

ᅠ ᅠ ⠀ ⠀ ONE MORE TOMORROW ——— .ᐟ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ

Listen I'm just trying to get to the bottom of such a powerful nose.

oh, aren't I just spoiled? of course you can, I've never been good at cutting my own hair. [ taking the smaller hand into his own, he'd enjoy the leisure walk, his eyes sparkling at the new place. ] A real bath..huh, will you be joining me?

did he really mean that much to her? she's so cute. beaming down at her, he'd purse his lips out as he pondered. “id love to stay with you. can catch up, and share a glass of wine.” maybe a cuddle or two, too.

not that part! the upper part.

my old suit? oh. that brings back memories, i was snazzy in that. id love for you to sew me some, doll. [ extending a hand outwards, he'd shoot him a soft grin. ] lead the way, handsome.

i like my name..suits me..plus don't know what else id call myself. [ a nod, leaning down; pressing a kiss to his forehead. ] a new pair of digs would be a good place to start.

Can sniff the cape?

i wish time would speed along already, i don't like the way i feel about myself. [ putting him down on his feet, he'd place a rough callused hand to his cheek, his thumb gently caressing the skin. ] new clothes, home, and name? i can get on board with the first two..but..name?

No-no! I meant the smell of what I cooked, the scent stays in fabric.

but the memories are killing me—. [ returning the kiss, digits drew small patterns on the small of his back. ] if im leaving it's not going to be without you.

Huh.. If I say..cooked something a day ago would you too be able to know what it was?

[ the once very stoic legate couldn't contain himself much longer, a single tear would leave a streak down his cheek at his words. ] how I've longed to hear that . .

I mean..the timeframe. How did you get that figured out?

. . not great . . [ would anyone after killing the men he once called friends? even if they were monsters. ]

A sigh escaped his lips, he's sitting alone on a rock. Someone should bring him a drink.

a gentle hand brushed against her cheek to gently caress through the strands of her hair. “Freedom has been great, not worrying about anything, just wanderin' the wastes.” leaning into the kiss that was pressed to his cheek, he'd shake his head afterwards. “No, I do not.”

That's..quite the nose you got on you, actually. How'd you figure that?

it sounds beautiful, never seen a storm with red lightning before, maybe blue..can't tell sometimes. [ pulling his head back, he'd look up into the others hues. ] All of them. One by one..I found them, and slaughtered them.

... now how am I a liar?

I do! I just haven't gotten around to it, it's been a long walk.

I don't stink. :(

ah, so, smelly old dusty clothes from a pile of bones is how you dress yourself? Yeah..I can see it. Any place to get CLEAN clothes then?

[ oof. that stung a little. a sigh left him, squeezing him a little tighter, he really didn't like being without the other. ] Got trapped in a storm, eh? I'm glad you made it out.. I got sick of worrying about if I'm ever gonna see the ones I care about again.. +

I don't want your clothes..i want to know where to find clothes.

...beg..? nothankyou. Glad you won't shoot me, however, BEG?