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[shashka]

Who: Revolver Ocelot (shashka) & YOU
What: Catch-all for Wyver (with some backdated threads)
When: Throughout Late October
Where: Around Wyver
Warning(s): Shadiness. Possible adult content. The usual.

I.THE OLD CITY

[ the Old City certainly fit its name, though it was unlike any place that he was used to back home, despite his well-traveled status. there were a few different ways to get to know the area.

Ocelot decides on something a little more creative. he separates the coin that he has on him into two pouches. the first, he tucks safely into one of his boots. the second... he places on his belt. and really, all he has to do is wait until just the right person bumps into him, and...

the bait is taken. of course. he does his best panicked expression, before rushing to the nearest person that he can find. ]

That man took my money!

[ if nothing else, it helps him run into a few locals, meet up with a potential new ally, and gain some more information about the area. not that bad, now was it? ]

II.THE GILDED CAGE

[ while Ocelot wouldn't admit it out loud, he felt more at home in the Gilded Cage than he had in Olympia. he likes the intrigue, the information trading, and the fact that you never know exactly who it is that you're supposed to trust.

and so, of course, he's eyeing you. someone like him, who doesn't quite seem like they're from around here.

maybe you're someone he knows. or maybe you're a fellow refugee that looks distinctly out of place. or maybe he just wants to annoy you. either way, he's speaking to you right now, with the ghost of a smile on his face. ]

Can't say I was expecting to see someone like you here.

[ notably, he doesn't say why he's here. let the other person answer first. then he can come up with a reason to match theirs. ]

III.THE UNDERGROWTH

[ there's something about the jungles that remind him of one of his first postings in his youth. he can't exactly say that he's overly fond of it, but all the same, he finds himself feeling a certain sense of... nostalgia.

still, it comes as a surprise to him when he manages to run into someone else among the undergrowth. ]

You trying to hunt, too?

[ he can't say that he's the best survivalist out there, but he's learned enough from the best that he's pretty sure he won't die. ]

IV. WILDCARD

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Comments

[shashka]

[ he can't help but give a small quirk of his lips when he sees the other man, even if he'd almost ended up on the unfortunate end of a spell. Anders was someone that he enjoyed talking to, especially given the fact that he possessed truly amazing abilities.

you can't help but admire that. ]

I don't think so.

[ and it's at this particular moment that his hunting companion makes a reappearance, tail wagging and about to approach the newcomer until Ocelot gives him a look, and he stops dead in his tracks. ]

He might be though.

[ DD lets out a strong 'bark' as if to deny that he's responsible for the lack of progress being made on both accounts. for his part, Ocelot shakes his head. ]

I don't believe you.

[judicia]

( The admiration goes both ways. Ocelot earned that pretty quickly with how competent he seemed, and later, with how well he was able to hold his liquor. A small crosses his features for the barest moment, before he notices DD bounding out into the clearing. )

I should've guessed that you would be a dog person. ( Not that Anders has anything against dogs. He likes Hawke's mabari well enough as long as it wasn't slobbering all over him or beating him at cards. )

Is he from home or from here?

[shashka]

Because of my name? [ it was a common enough assumption. ] What can I say? I like to keep people guessing.

[ though truthfully, he was far more like a cat than anything else. untrustworthy. friendly to those he liked, but always somewhat conditionally. downright vicious if you crossed him. but despite all that, he'd always liked dogs. ]

Home, actually. I guess you could say I shared ownership with a... friend of mine [ the easiest way to describe Venom Snake, he supposes.
]. He found him wandering in the wilderness, and I decided to train him.

[ he's like a son to him, ok. ]

[judicia]

( They do say that opposites attract, and that pets look a lot like their owners. The dog's rugged, sturdy appearance does resemble Ocelot a little — and he means that in the most complementary way. Anders moves a little closer to them both, watching DD though he doesn't reach out to try to pet him just yet. )

What all did you teach him? Not to hunt, apparently. ( Anders, luckily, isn't all that bothered by the wildlife being run off. The undergrowth is home to a variety of plant life — he should be able to find something be edible before he has to head back to town. To the dog, he says lightly, )

You just like to chase things, don't you?

[shashka]

[ a chuckle. ]

You'd think. He's normally better at this. Might be the unfamiliar terrain that's throwing him off. But, everyone has their off days. It's just a shame you had to see him on his.

[ as for DD. well. he's not impressed. not at all. he barks once, twice, before bolting off into the undergrowth.

Ocelot, for his part, doesn't look particularly concerned. ]

Don't worry. I think we made him determined now.

[ hopefully, he'd come back with something decent to eat now. all it took was a little more motivation and the friendly insinuation that he wasn't a useful dog.

now to wait and see what he brings back. ]

[judicia]

Looks that way.

( He watches the insulted pooch tear off with an idly amused expression. Dogs may not be his most favorite animal, but their enthusiasm was always something that he had to admire. )

I'm not really used to this terrain either, so I suppose I can forgive him. The forests we had back home weren't usually this... overgrown. ( Or this humid. He kind of feels a little naked walking around in nothing but a shirt and pants, but it's a lot more comfortable than it would be had been donned in full robes. )

[shashka]

[ that gets a laugh. ]

My first posting was in a place not too different from this. I can't say it was the best time of my life.

[ to put it mildly. it was hotter down here, but he also wasn't wearing his full GRU uniform. ]

At least this jungle doesn't have my old commanding officer.

[ living with him was... less than pleasant, and it's not even something he'd lie about.

finally, DD returns, tail wagging, with a few edible-looking vegetables sticking out of his mouth, as if to say "see? I'm not useless!" ]