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open | i heard a scream in the woods somewhere
Who: Kieren Walker + You!
What: Kieren struggles with the consequences of his Free Runner Feat.
When: The Month of February
Where: Milton; Milton wilds.
Content Warnings: Will be listed in individual prompts.
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What: Kieren struggles with the consequences of his Free Runner Feat.
When: The Month of February
Where: Milton; Milton wilds.
Content Warnings: Will be listed in individual prompts.
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... You're one of the ones always doing the parkour shit on the roofs. [ Doesn't even know his name, but certainly knows what he does. There's a couple of them he's seen lurking on the rooftops of the town.
It shouldn't be that easy, it really shouldn't. Even the man acknowledges it. Kieren stares in disbelief, uncertain and waiting for the other shoe to drop. ]
I don't want anything else form it. [ He says slowly, shaking his head. He's cowed like a shelter dog, testing waters as gently as he can. ] I... I can't eat anything else.
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[Not to be confused with Edward Little, Eddie Munson, or Lalo Salamanca.
Edward leans against a tree, crossing his arms over his chest, rather casual and calm for someone who just stumbled on his kill being poached. Honestly, though, Edward can hunt down another animal, that's fine. He ought to put his new knowledge of trap-making to the test anyway.]
All right, then. You can have the brains, I'll have the rest. Now we're all happy. [He pauses a moment, before he asks, curious:] Feel free not to answer, but why is it you can only eat its brains? Is it against your religion in some way?
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[ He knows Eddie, and Edward Little. He's met Lalo, but doesn't know it's Eduardo. Like, he gets names can be common enough but it's weird there's three in one place.
So it's sorted. He can have the brains, Edward can have the rest. Kieren nods, numbly at that before he's hit with why he can only eat the brains and he opens his mouth to answer only to be met with the added: Is it against your religion in some way?
Kieren outwardly cringes. ]
... Sorry, what—?! [ Oh, god. No. ] No, it's not— it's not like that— I'm just... I'm not... like a normal person. I mean, like, physically. My insides don't... work the same, anymore.
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[There were so many Edwards who turned to piracy and so many Edwards in London's high society, Edward's just used to going by his last name at this point. Honestly he's just glad there's more variety here.
He notices the cringe, and cocks his head to the side with some curiosity. Listens to Kieren explaining that his insides don't work the same anymore. He can't say he's seen something like that before, but he's open to new things, so he nods in response. All right, then.]
So you can't eat anything but the brains even if you wanted to. Fair enough. [Sure, it's the weirdest dietary restriction he's ever heard, but it's not the strangest thing period.] What happened, that they don't work the same as they used to? An injury of some sort?