[So. After Wolfwood and Vash's......trip into the woods, Wolfwood is looking worse for wear. Those precious chemicals from the Eye have healed over his injuries, but his clothing (which is all he has, at least for now) is now tattered and blood-stained, and though he's healed he's sore and pissy from it all. So much for leaving this place.
He heads into Heimr's store, tracking slushy footsteps in his wake, and without a word he drops his palm onto whatever counter the man might be working at. When he pulls his hand away, there's a crushed cigarette carton left behind, along with a fistful of scales and medallions from the river's edge. They're icy cold, suggesting he had to really dig to find any that weren't stuck under the ice.]
You cell cigs here, yeah?
[You'd better say yes he swears to god-
Also yes he DID come back and immediately smoke through the entire rest of that pack, don't worry about it.]
Heimr pls thank u
He heads into Heimr's store, tracking slushy footsteps in his wake, and without a word he drops his palm onto whatever counter the man might be working at. When he pulls his hand away, there's a crushed cigarette carton left behind, along with a fistful of scales and medallions from the river's edge. They're icy cold, suggesting he had to really dig to find any that weren't stuck under the ice.]
You cell cigs here, yeah?
[You'd better say yes he swears to god-
Also yes he DID come back and immediately smoke through the entire rest of that pack, don't worry about it.]