@SALACIOUSWHISKY [ His face is dusted red, his smirk shifting as he takes the stick between his fingers. ]
S'pose you're right.
[ He twirls it, glancing past it and down at her. ]
'Ma always taught me not t'a take food from strangers. What can I call ya?
Rr..?
[ There was a slight snarl to his inquisitive hum. His sharp eyes lock on her, a subtle piercing glow amid silhouette from the obscured sun. The stern heft of his brow looked quite annoyed. He was, after all, still lost and about to fall behind schedule. ]
. . .
[ He swings his focus around, turning his shoulders. It caused the massive beam of wood he was lugging around to sweep behind him.
Luckily, due to his height - a summit of about 7" - it safely cleared its path without whacking anyone's head.
Finally, he looks downward. ]
ㅤ
ㅤㅤ( oh wow, she's REALLY waving her arms off. this is how short people get others' attention everyday; a hard life for sure, but it is quite humble. )
ㅤㅤYou need some help locating a local there, mister .ᐣ
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[ Carrying the trunk of an oak over his shoulder. He glances around at the buildings that surrounded him, but he couldn't see any addresses to speak of anyway. ]
Where exactly am I takin' this to, anyway...?
[ Carrying the trunk of an oak over his shoulder. He glances around at the buildings that surrounded him, but he couldn't see any addresses to speak of anyway. ]
Where exactly am I takin' this to, anyway...?