07-15-2019, 11:17 PM
In the event of a joiner, it was customary to put on a display of nonsensical chaos. That’s what Tanglewood was all about, after all - total disarray, the refusal of bowing down to the authoritarian standards set in stone by society. A haven for the unruly, one could take up residence within the swamp’s territory without the fear of overstepping restrictive rules. In fact, only one rule existed that the guardsman could clearly recall - do not cause harm to another Tangler without a proper reason. And, as thankful as he was for Sam and Beck showing the new face the Tangler way, her attack came off as rather irrational. It made sense for her to lash out at him before, the little cigarette-igniting bastard deserved it at the time; but now, it was beyond appropriate.
He was still a child, after all.
"That’s enough, guys," a third voice beckoned, the speaker slowly approaching the trio before him. Beck, who wasn’t innocent in the slightest, soon became the recipient of a trademarked Leroy glare. Assuming that his behaviour wasn’t improving by the next time the poltergeist spoke, then the hound would really get on his case.
It was then that he emerged as the first to offer the stranger a welcoming approach, shooting her a rueful smile neath his unkempt facial fur. "I’m Leroy," he abruptly introduced, "and this is Tanglewood. Mind the difficult duo, here," he’d briefly nod in the direction of the woman and the boy, "they’ve both been a li’l obnoxious lately."
"Wha’s your name, then?” Leroy finally asked, a feeble attempt at a grin sprouting across his extremities.
He was still a child, after all.
"That’s enough, guys," a third voice beckoned, the speaker slowly approaching the trio before him. Beck, who wasn’t innocent in the slightest, soon became the recipient of a trademarked Leroy glare. Assuming that his behaviour wasn’t improving by the next time the poltergeist spoke, then the hound would really get on his case.
It was then that he emerged as the first to offer the stranger a welcoming approach, shooting her a rueful smile neath his unkempt facial fur. "I’m Leroy," he abruptly introduced, "and this is Tanglewood. Mind the difficult duo, here," he’d briefly nod in the direction of the woman and the boy, "they’ve both been a li’l obnoxious lately."
"Wha’s your name, then?” Leroy finally asked, a feeble attempt at a grin sprouting across his extremities.