02-12-2021, 07:01 PM
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[b]"So this one? It looks a little musty but it can be fixed up probably." The fox steps forward toward one of many abodes he's been eyeing throughout the day, blowing a bit of dust from the door seal before pushing the door loose with a grunt. "Wow, you weren't joking buddy. This is pretty big!" The small fox nods furiously, grinning as he turns to look up at his spiritual guide. "Thanks. You can go catch some good old eternal slumber now or go haunt somebody, whatever. It's your life- er, death..." He waves the specter off as it returns toward the cemetery then heads in himself. Ghosts can't always be trusted, maybe this place is haunted or cursed, but that's just an exciting possibility to the lax vulpine. Something new to fascinate him is hardly ever unwelcomed but his husband probably wouldn't feel the same.
Speaking of, almost all of their decisions are joint decisions so he expects his mate to drop by sooner or later. He'd just told him he was off window shopping for homes after a little camp out in an old den. As he trots around this one, Mulder plans in his head how they could fix it up. A dash of paint there, a new stack of books in that corner, Bargh's herbs in this one. Once they get settled, then he can focus on his true passion: puruit of the mysterious. He's practically salivating to get into the junkyard he was told about at the joining and the library too. It broke his heart to lose most of his collection back in the old world but he'll just have to eat that loss and get hungry for new information.
The fox scampers up onto an old table to throw open a set of shutters, coughing and waving the air. He sucks in fresh air then turns to observe the illuminated interior. [b]"Okay, okay, slow down Mulder. The biggest thing on your mind right now should be what color to paint this room..."[/b] And if he can borrow some things from the neighbors (he doesn't trust anyone here yet but maybe he can get to know a few in the process) and maybe even bribe his mate into doing all the dusting.
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how could you be what i want to see?・°☆[b]"So this one? It looks a little musty but it can be fixed up probably." The fox steps forward toward one of many abodes he's been eyeing throughout the day, blowing a bit of dust from the door seal before pushing the door loose with a grunt. "Wow, you weren't joking buddy. This is pretty big!" The small fox nods furiously, grinning as he turns to look up at his spiritual guide. "Thanks. You can go catch some good old eternal slumber now or go haunt somebody, whatever. It's your life- er, death..." He waves the specter off as it returns toward the cemetery then heads in himself. Ghosts can't always be trusted, maybe this place is haunted or cursed, but that's just an exciting possibility to the lax vulpine. Something new to fascinate him is hardly ever unwelcomed but his husband probably wouldn't feel the same.
Speaking of, almost all of their decisions are joint decisions so he expects his mate to drop by sooner or later. He'd just told him he was off window shopping for homes after a little camp out in an old den. As he trots around this one, Mulder plans in his head how they could fix it up. A dash of paint there, a new stack of books in that corner, Bargh's herbs in this one. Once they get settled, then he can focus on his true passion: puruit of the mysterious. He's practically salivating to get into the junkyard he was told about at the joining and the library too. It broke his heart to lose most of his collection back in the old world but he'll just have to eat that loss and get hungry for new information.
The fox scampers up onto an old table to throw open a set of shutters, coughing and waving the air. He sucks in fresh air then turns to observe the illuminated interior. [b]"Okay, okay, slow down Mulder. The biggest thing on your mind right now should be what color to paint this room..."[/b] And if he can borrow some things from the neighbors (he doesn't trust anyone here yet but maybe he can get to know a few in the process) and maybe even bribe his mate into doing all the dusting.
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[Size=8pt]mulder reaver ☾ fox ☾ the pitt ☾ 2+ yrs
( sugar honey ice & tea )
[Size=8pt]mulder reaver ☾ fox ☾ the pitt ☾ 2+ yrs