beneath the stars came falling on our heads

[bumbles]

Date & Time: throughout September.
Location: various.
Characters: Donny Casey/Atlas and assorted unfortunate souls.
Summary: Going to be throwing individuals starters in, but slam me a pm or grab me on plurk if you would like a thread sometime during the month! c:
Warnings: I will add these as necessary!

( Donny's actually feeling pretty good about this month.


But we all know that's going to go up in flames so let's prepare the popcorn. And here is a sly link to his appearance page in case you need to know what Atlas' uniform is like, ohoho. )

Comments

[bumbles]

Yup.

( Maurice brings him close to cracking-- his shoulders shudder, but he suppresses the sound, chokes on it, before he looks back to Max's bed. Artemisia is slowly stretching, moving after Maurice. Scratching Maurice's ears, he murmurs a quiet, it's okay, buddy before moving to scoop up the cat. )

I'll-- so you d-don't have to, um.

[thephix]

Of course, she's yours.

[It's a gentle reassurance, because it's not about her not having to look after the kitten; Artemisia is Donny's, so he has every right to take her.

Maurice barks unhappily, quietly, and Max says his name, trying to draw him back to her, but he trots after Donny, instead.]

[bumbles]

( Looking at Max is too painful. He bobs his head, cuddling the cat to his chest, though she makes a little brrrr of surprised protest. Her warmth is a comfort, but Maurice is moving after him, now, and he feels like he's letting down someone who he can't even explain this to. Kneeling, Donny scratches Maurice's neck again. ) It's okay. You're uh, you're a g-good-- good d-dog.

( A little pat, a ruffle, and he's standing again. Loaded up with bags, holding a cat, and finally he's looking at Max again. And, honestly? He's no idea what to say. )