2nd code - written / action
Oct. 24th, 2011 05:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
winksandnods[Written]
Wings, material goods provided, no money, fairy tales, and now a falling moon with a face.
It feels like a child's bedtime story and a following nightmare.
This is absurd. All of it.
[Action
He's not quite as settled and dismissive as the writing would imply. Not in the slightest.
He can be found around midday coming out of the item shop with something he thought he'd seen there earlier-- a pack of cigarettes. He has one held between his teeth as he pockets the rest of the pack, and a matchbook comes out.
A flick of his wrist, and the match is lit, held to the cigarette, put out, and discarded as he smokes.
There. That was better.]
Wings, material goods provided, no money, fairy tales, and now a falling moon with a face.
It feels like a child's bedtime story and a following nightmare.
This is absurd. All of it.
[Action
He's not quite as settled and dismissive as the writing would imply. Not in the slightest.
He can be found around midday coming out of the item shop with something he thought he'd seen there earlier-- a pack of cigarettes. He has one held between his teeth as he pockets the rest of the pack, and a matchbook comes out.
A flick of his wrist, and the match is lit, held to the cigarette, put out, and discarded as he smokes.
There. That was better.]
