Log / Ongoing

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Who: Giriko giri_giriko, Soul nummeh_souls, Maka papa_is_stupid
Where: Probably not too far from Ingles Trail
When: Evening, November 17th
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Unexpected guests over for dinner.
the log:

Flames from a well-fed bonfire licked at the darkness which fell this town at night. Giriko had solved at least two dilemmas for tonight: how to stay warm, and how to go about getting something in his stomach. He’d built this fire from an old door and the wooden doorframe of some old and uninhabited building, having started the fire using some debris obtained from the alleyways. The bonfire itself set upon the building’s staircase, and he sat at the top of that staircase… warmth, and some protection.

As for tonight’s meal? Giriko had revenge on at least one of the mutts which had hunted him down earlier. This was apparent from the blood spatter left in the middle of the road, along with a trail of inedible parts which had been picked away. Whatever was even someone edible had been cooked over that fire.

Giriko bit down into the muscle from something that looked like a legbone, and tore a bite-sized piece off to chew. He sat brooding in his own bitterness, as the exertion had caused some new stitches to tear…but he had to do something about the hunger nagging at him. As for his meal? It was a little greasy and gamey… and just downright disgusting.

Now wasn’t the time to be picky, though.