06-02-2019, 10:52 AM
The dry lips that rested upon the male’s face gradually shifted into a contented smile whilst he harked the tiger’s words. Her stance on Tanglewood was preponderantly positive, ushering a sensation of repose through his veins. He was quite thankful for that - his venture over here might not have had a happy ending if he were to deal with a heap of angry islanders who thought ill of him. Her approval of his family also came as a relief owing to the fact that the Typhoon has had encounters with the Pitt and the Rosebloods in the past, akin to what Tanglewood has faced. Relatability was a driving force in forming bonds with another, perchance their matching outlooks on the other groups could be put to use in forming a solid rapport between the two. His satisfied expression attained a puzzled undertone when she made mention of an old friend. He’d figure that out later.
Her reference to something interesting occurring in the future peaked his engrossment. The desire to ask for more began to climb his throat, though maybe it was best to just let things happen.
His eyes widened slightly when the female alluded to his name. Damnit, he was supposed to do that earlier. "Sorry - my name’s Leroy. Leroy Starkweather," the guardsman formally introduced, narrowly inclining his head whilst his gruff tone spoke of his name. ”I’m pretty sure I know who you are, if you don’t mind me saying so. You’re Goldenluxury, right? Heard ‘boutcha from some o’ my own. You sound like a badass, ‘f I don’t say so myself.”
Another voice had made itself present as well. It belonged to a hulking behemoth of night, whose figure would have absolutely terrified Leroy if he hadn’t seen anything like it before. The being somewhat reminded the hound of Fenrisulfr in a way; a fair number of months have passed since the god of war graced Tanglewood with his fiery aura, and his appearance was but a faint, failing memory, but he could easily distinguish similarities betwixt the two. Maybe they were long lost cousins, or something.
He’d nod to show the rather nightmarish individual his recognition, ere leaning towards Goldenluxury for a final time to utter, ”And, just so ya know - whatever the future holds for th’ both of us, know that I’m excited for it.”
Her reference to something interesting occurring in the future peaked his engrossment. The desire to ask for more began to climb his throat, though maybe it was best to just let things happen.
His eyes widened slightly when the female alluded to his name. Damnit, he was supposed to do that earlier. "Sorry - my name’s Leroy. Leroy Starkweather," the guardsman formally introduced, narrowly inclining his head whilst his gruff tone spoke of his name. ”I’m pretty sure I know who you are, if you don’t mind me saying so. You’re Goldenluxury, right? Heard ‘boutcha from some o’ my own. You sound like a badass, ‘f I don’t say so myself.”
Another voice had made itself present as well. It belonged to a hulking behemoth of night, whose figure would have absolutely terrified Leroy if he hadn’t seen anything like it before. The being somewhat reminded the hound of Fenrisulfr in a way; a fair number of months have passed since the god of war graced Tanglewood with his fiery aura, and his appearance was but a faint, failing memory, but he could easily distinguish similarities betwixt the two. Maybe they were long lost cousins, or something.
He’d nod to show the rather nightmarish individual his recognition, ere leaning towards Goldenluxury for a final time to utter, ”And, just so ya know - whatever the future holds for th’ both of us, know that I’m excited for it.”