gone--fishin

[gone--fishin]

“ I won't! Learnt that the hard way a bit ago when I was tryin'ta find m'way around. ”

> [ Barracuda trailed behind her, hands shoved into his hoodie pockets. ]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

“ Ah, if it's no trouble, I wouldn't mind! I ain't gon' be a burden. Though, it'd deeefinitely be better to have some support if needed, ”

> [ they put the shovel back onto her back, fixing it on carefully. ]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

“ I get'cha! I can't run for very long, hah. I'm not the quickest, but I can definitely hit pretty hard! I think that makes up for it, yeah? ”

> [ Took him another moment, but he realized she forgot to put back on their headphones 'nd hat. whoops. He set the shovel down for a moment, before putting back on the accessories. ]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

“ Yeah! Works quite well. 'Nd hank'ya, Rosa! Appreciate it. I'd hope I am! Don't think I would still be alive if I wasn't, ”

> [ He shrugged. That was just a simple fact, right? Nobody here would be alive if not functional. If not self-reliant. ]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

“ I just dig a hole in th'ground! They're quite effective– hah, definitely more than they sound. Especially in a chase! Th'killers are too caught up in chasin'ya that they don't notice. ”

> [ smile widening, they spun the shovel in their hands as she did with the stick prior. ]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

“ I, don't know? I haven't really paid much attention to whatev'a roles people are given out. I hit th'killer, I dig traps. ”

> [ shooting a glance at the shovel attached to their back, she grabbed it and held it at his side. It'd been stuck on his back for long enough. ]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

“ Aah...Nah. Felt easier to be on m'own than worry 'bout others. Y'know what I mean? I'on wanna be responsible for anyone's death or whatever. Plus, I've been managin' fine so far! ”

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

“ Hhah, yeah! There's quite a few'a the fishfolk 'nd whatnot, but most'a 'em don't leave where they were born. It was much easier than figuring out new areas. ”

> [ he shrugged, swaying on their feet lightly as he rambled. ]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

> [ He nodded, slipping off his headphones and hat in a simple movement. Underneath were small fins, pressed against their head, resembling that of the animal she was named after. ]

“ I gotta small tail too, buutt that's under m'hoodie! Haven't much much'a animal folk outside o' here. Neat'ta meet everyone, though! ”

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

“ Noted! Lovely'ta meet you, Rosa! ”

> [ After waiting another moment, she let his hand fall back to his side, dopey smile still resting on their face. ]

“ Both named after animals, huh? In some way, at least! Ain't ev'a met someone else who was. ”

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

> [ Barracuda glanced around as Rosa did, trailing her gaze. He shook their head no. ]

“ Nah-uh! Not at all! Ya can hear the killers from a mile away, 'nd a quick smack to the head normally gets 'em off'a me! Bein' jittery ain't m'style. ”

[ Their smile turned to something more similar to a proud grin, hand reaching up and tapping the shovel on their back. Reassurance that it was still there. ]

“ Ah, I'm sorry! Where are m'manners– I'm Barracuda, but you can call me Barr, Cuda...Whatever seems fit! I'on mind at all. ”

[ he offered out a gloved hand. ]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

> [ Was that a sound? Sure didn't come from her headphones...He shot a glance over her shoulder, squinting, before seeing Jasi approaching.

They stopped and waved. It didn't seem to be a killer. Too quiet. Normally the killers were less calculated, more efficient. This had'ta be a safe person. ]

> [ @gone--fishin

with bashful footsteps, barracuda roamed planet voss, figuring nobody was here. Nobody was ever here by choice! Why would anyone be here this late? it was the perfect opportunity to roam without a care.

she refastened the shovel to his back, making sure it was securely stored before continuing to wander the area. ]

+ Jasi was wandering about slowly. She had just got over her stomach sickness and was peaking behind each of the random structures. Why? Who knows. She knew the layout of the area already. Maybe she was just bored. A sound caught her attention… +

+ The butcheress soon saw Barracuda, and crouched behind a wall. +

“. . .”

[gone--fishin]

“ Doin' quite well! Explorin'. Never hurt anyone, for the most part, at least! I couldn't find m'way back to th'cabins 'nd I figured this was a good opportunity to look around! Don'tcha think? ”

> [ rambling, barracuda didn't seem to mind how inappropriate of a setting this was for such conversations. ]

“ Also, like you said, the air out here is much nicer! Easier ta'breath, y'know? ”

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

> [ Her smile widened, waving enthusiastically. That didn't look like a killer– a killer wouldn't be that gentle. Not here! ]

“ Hi, miss! How're ya doin'? ”

[ He was loud. Brash. They didn't seem to fully realize the weight of the situation at hand, the risk of a killer hearing her. What did it matter, anyways? They always respawned. ]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

-> The night air was crisp and cold, gently rustling whatever nature could live in a place like this. A splash of pink sticking out like a sore thumb against the muted hues. - @newfound-damnation [ROSA RABBIT]

> [ Ooh! Another person. Been a bit since he'd seen one– hopefully it was a survivor rather than one of those bloodthirsty killers.

Barracuda put on a smile, readjusting his cap before his hoodie, bounding over to the splash of pink. ]

🎧;; “ Hello? ”

[gone--fishin]

> [ carelessly, he picked up a stick, spinning it in her hands. nice way to keep occupied while bounding about. they readjusted his headphones and hat, making sure they wouldn't fall off as he roamed. ]

> [ @gone--fishin

with bashful footsteps, barracuda roamed planet voss, figuring nobody was here. Nobody was ever here by choice! Why would anyone be here this late? it was the perfect opportunity to roam without a care.

she refastened the shovel to his back, making sure it was securely stored before continuing to wander the area. ]

+ Jasi was wandering about slowly. She had just got over her stomach sickness and was peaking behind each of the random structures. Why? Who knows. She knew the layout of the area already. Maybe she was just bored. A sound caught her attention… +

+ The butcheress soon saw Barracuda, and crouched behind a wall. +

“. . .”

[gone--fishin]

fish