singles awareness day / singles seminar

[A. MORGAN]

EASTWARD BOUND

ARTHUR MORGAN — MALE — SNOWBOUND — ARCTICPLAYER — HARD

It took Arthur a moment to register Clarence's arrival and even longer to finally acknowledge him. Arthur could be rude, yes, but he wouldn't outright ignore anyone speaking to him unless they were boring. Although he wouldn't admit that Clarence was an odd fellow. Nervous. Fumbling with his words. No spine. That was his conclusion- Clarence was spineless. Or maybe he did have one, but he sure as hell didn't act like it. Not to Arthur at least. The wolf propped himself upright, tipping his hat up to get a better look at the other man with his stormy green eyes. He offered a simple grunt in response to his greeting, mulling over the words in his head before finally introducing himself as well. "Arthur Morgan." he greeting in his low Texan drawl. An extremely simple hello. He was hesitant to return the kindness of sharing where he was from. Usually people asking where they were was never a good sign, but in this setting... this man, he didn't some off as the sort to plot an attack or a raid. But then again looks didn't mean shit to Arthur. Still. Clarence was bold enough to tell him where he lived. Elysium. Hadn't the faintest idea where that was. Eventually he gave in to good manners with a low huff. "Snowbound's where I live. It's a pleasure to meet you Mister Aston."

The wolf seemed to warm up a little, letting out a low "huh huh" to Aston's comment. "I'm about as happy as a hick in the big city." he joked, flashing a quick grin to the other. "I'm only here to watch him-" He flicks his steady gaze over to John. "-an' keep him outta trouble." And because he'd been bored enough to get himself wrapped up in the event, much to his own displeasure. But maybe Clarence would make it worth his while. "Yer sister make you come here? Just to make friends?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.

#psychosocial.