[Flins, in turn, had come to meet Hugo by the pier. His lighthouse was isolated on the little islet just off of Kaisou's shore, so the pier was only a few minutes boat ride away. He'd gotten there early to assess things, and to see just where the gulls had collected themselves to this morning.
It seems the fisherman were just coming back from their morning hauls, so of course they'd flock towards the shipyard.
With some money in his hand, he heads towards the boardwalk shops. The fries were essential for this, yes, but there was something else he needed to pick up. Knowing the vampire, he'd come quickly.
It was as if the whole tantrum about his newfound cottage had been all but forgotten in the moment, paying for what he needed to as he politely thanks the vendor. After that, it was the three orders of fries. Truth be told, he didn't need Hugo for the sole purpose of carrying one extra basket of them. But it was a good excuse to get him out here. Away from the mire his mind was likely spiraling into.
Seeing Hugo on Pier 7, bundled up and waiting, he starts to glide his way over, the baskets in hand (along with some shadow hands to hold the others). He stops just before he gets too close. Sensing something...new, about Hugo. Familiar.
It takes everything in his power not to let his smile split his face.
The world was truly a curious beast.
Continuing to walk over, he presses a warm coffee to Hugo's cheek gently to announce his arrival.]
So I did well in bringing you this, then. I'm glad.
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Date: 2026-01-19 03:07 pm (UTC)It seems the fisherman were just coming back from their morning hauls, so of course they'd flock towards the shipyard.
With some money in his hand, he heads towards the boardwalk shops. The fries were essential for this, yes, but there was something else he needed to pick up. Knowing the vampire, he'd come quickly.
It was as if the whole tantrum about his newfound cottage had been all but forgotten in the moment, paying for what he needed to as he politely thanks the vendor. After that, it was the three orders of fries. Truth be told, he didn't need Hugo for the sole purpose of carrying one extra basket of them. But it was a good excuse to get him out here. Away from the mire his mind was likely spiraling into.
Seeing Hugo on Pier 7, bundled up and waiting, he starts to glide his way over, the baskets in hand (along with some shadow hands to hold the others). He stops just before he gets too close. Sensing something...new, about Hugo. Familiar.
It takes everything in his power not to let his smile split his face.
The world was truly a curious beast.
Continuing to walk over, he presses a warm coffee to Hugo's cheek gently to announce his arrival.]
So I did well in bringing you this, then. I'm glad.