I'm going scavenging!
Username:
sharpshooter
Werm/z I'm sending:
Anton [#159]he/him
W.3.R.M. (Odd)
Scavenging History:
Shopping District: 3
City Outskirts: 6
City Ruins: 0
Total: 9
White? [#207]they/them
"Amogis the Sequel" (Standard)
Scavenging History:
Shopping District: 3
City Outskirts: 3
City Ruins: 0
Total: 6
Green [#216]they/them
“Amongis the Sequel” (Standard)
Scavenging History:Shopping District: 0
City Outskirts: 1
City Ruins: 0
Total: 1
Location: City Outskirts
Link to last scavenge session: here!extra: Anton trotted happily, his side brushing against White’s as he passed them. His head whipped back and forth in search of anything interesting. The Outskirts were particularly sunny that day, to the point where he was hunched over in his jacket in a futile attempt to not overheat.
“Y’know, I didn’t realize you were so good at drawing,” he chirped. “You should just do that from now on if you want something from that big guy. And who knows, maybe we’ll get more scrap we can give him.”
White shot Anton a glance of acknowledgement before letting out a long yawn, revealing sharp and deadly pearly-white teeth. Anton suppressed a shudder and let the conversation go. White had been staring down Green the entire trip, and much like when he himself had first met White, it was freaking him out. Green looked pretty freaked out too, which was fair, but they looked so horrified the entire time that Anton couldn’t help but feel concerned. Anton knew White was kind of an oddball— which was fine!— but something felt strangely... off. It felt inappropriate to ask at that moment, since White was right next to him, but Anton made plans to ask Green what was up later— once they were done with their trip.