[AW] I'm the V.I.P. of my own Destiny

[Amrod]

Warning for Language and
Occasional mentions of abuse

“Shed every skin that doesn't fit.
Unhinge your jaw. Go for the throat.”

He's still got no idea where he is; he's just been walking around the lands trying to figure it out but so far he's come up empty-handed. And oof, that is one of the most annoying things to him right now.

He hadn't heard about the festival from anyone but instead he'd found a rogue invite smashed into the ground, probably lost during the winter under snow. This was the best information he'd gotten so far about the lands and, if he was honest, it was a relief to see such a carefree type of event. Amrod took it as a sign that wherever his family had landed wasn't full of the violence he had been expecting.

Walking towards the festival he's immediately reminded of the bustling city in Caeleste, he had spent most of his days inside it after-all; clinging to the seedier back alleys to find others who would have been interested in his little operation, and of course making sure it was kept on the downlow. Whether that included a few fights in the darker corners of the city was up to someone else's imagination simply because Amrod wasn't about to let that slip out in an unfamiliar place. Plus he wasn't really looking to end up in any trouble here, especially because he wasn't fond of the idea of dragging his family into a whole-ass mess from the get-go. 

A deep rumbling hum is in his throat while he noses around the stalls, eyeing the wares (more specifically the food) with less than innocent thoughts. I wonder if I could just...snipe a little one maybe? He's not exactly proud of it but the moment the stalls owner looks away the small little treat is gone, Amrod has made it vanish in a Houdini-esque fashion with he himself also slipping away into the crowd. He's fairly certain the peddler won't notice it missing given that it had been a rather small treat, and placed precariously close to the edge. If anything the tattooed man was simply saving it from a doomed fate of falling on the ground and getting crushed by the crowd. I'll mark it up as...uh saving their wares from death. The profit loss would be the same anyways right Lucius? Amrod tries reaching out to his missing companion and receives absolute silence in return; something he loathes. He doesn't like being alone to begin with, the nightmares are more common when he's all by himself, but he hates knowing that she's alone too even more. Sure he knows the phoenix can protect herself but she's still his companion, and often his voice of reason when Lorcan isn't around.

The star splashed being is drawn out of his thoughts when he sees a particularly sour looking, and short, mare in the crowd. He could probably ask someone else where he is but if he was being honest he'd rather bother the sunset looking unicorn. Partially because Amrod admittedly enjoys poking buttons and because if she's this upset about something he sure as hell was interested in why.

He's careful to approach her but makes sure that he's a good distance away from her horn, well aware that she's got the advantage on him since she can just impale him. "I don't think I've seen such a sour look in a good long while. Don't like festivals?" Amrod eyes her carefully for a second, his pupils constricted into thin slits that almost make it seem like his eyes are nothing but a pale green. For a moment his attention turns to the treat he's yet to bite into and he frowns in thought before he looks back at the shorter mare. "Please don't stab me if that was rude. Want half?" He's awkward and he knows it, painfully so, but he's trying his best here. He's gonna really try to put the best foot forward that he can in these lands, it's a goal he's got to not fuck it up this time. No fight, no Hemlock, absolutely no disturbance to whatever peace might be around here. He won't do it, nope. Not here. At least, he's gonna try not to.

"Speech"
SECOND LANGUAGE, HOVER OVER ME
Thoughts
Lucius

Tags » @Asta
Voice » Manny Montana
OOC » lmao he really tryin to be nice all while stealin shit -sob-

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