( closed ) Hard to be soft, tough to be tender

[freewoman]

Date & Time: Current
Location: Outlying areas of the city
Characters: Ygritte and Stanley
Summary: Hunting for shrooms
Warnings: Drugs?

[She doesn't know how the topic of local food turning into a discussion on mushrooms, but he seems interested, so there's no harm in letting him tag along. She knows where some good spots are. There's mushrooms in some places in the city, given all the rain and the rot of the old buildings. So it doesn't take her too long to get to one of the pubs to meet.]

You ready? [She calls to him, holding her hood up, wearing her furs like she's seen most often doing. She throws a bag at him, holding onto her other one.]

You can help with this, too.

Comments

[lazyinlove]

Also something I try to avoid.

[He's not that phased by it these days. Every other discussion around this place seems to revolve around death.]

[freewoman]

[She crouches down by the stump of a larger tree. It seems to be something she's looking for, but there's no mushrooms here, yet. Just a bit of moss.]

Come to the wrong place.

[lazyinlove]

Yeah.

[He sighs, and glances around. That's something he's definitely noticed.

Then again, there's a good chance he's dead at home anyway.]

[freewoman]

[She stands and moves on.]

D'you even know how to fight?

[lazyinlove]

Uh...

[No. He's never even needed to try. Until he came here, if he was really unlucky he might get kicked around in a more brutal gym period or punched in a mosh pit or shoved during a party brawl, but nothing serious. Nothing deadly. This is way over his head.]

Probably not.

[freewoman]

Y'have a weapon though? [Mildly interested now.]

You should learn.

[lazyinlove]

Yeah, sure.

[Actually, no to that too. But if the look on his face doesn't give him away, he's definitely not going to just confess it either.]