[Fenris gets the text and his brows furrow at the words "it will melt", leaving his office turned room to go to the front of the building where he opens the door for Wade.
Autumn trails behind, and when she spots Wade her tongue dangles out and her tail wags happily as she dances about the entryway in excitement.]
[Wade's toting a few bags when Fenris opens the door for him. He gives the elf a fleeting smile, but as soon as he sees Autumn there, her eyes wide and her tongue lolling in the universal doggy look of delight, he immediately kneels down to fully enjoy the mabari's kisses.]
Oh and there's my little lady! How are you, my sweet beautiful girl? Excited to have me as your housemate? Oh, yes you are! Yes you are-- lookit that gorgeous smile!
[He continues on in this embarrassingly indulgent vein for quite some time.]
[Naturally, as soon as Wade is within kissing distance it's kisses he shall have. Autumn is a big dog, but luckily Wade looks as if he could take a good old fashion jumping from an over excited Mabari.
Autumn deserves every bit of praise and so Fenris has no problem watching this exchange go down. Eventually though he does say something.]
You two are going to see a lot more of each other now. I think you can manage to part for a bit.
[Autumn's response is a huff, but she eventually pulls back, still wagging her tail excitedly and deciding to stay beside Wade at the moment.]
I believe you have something that "is going to melt"...? It sounded quite urgent.
[As if in defiance of Fenris's overly judgy remark (rude, Fenris-- don't you know anything about paying a lady proper respect?) Wade gives Autumn one final nuzzle before drawing away slightly to regard Fenris with a knowing smirk.]
Oh it is, my alabaster-maned friend. Why don't you dig out what's in that bag over there? Bought a container for each of us-- Autumn included.
[What Fenris will find, if he heeds Wade's suggestion and searches through the plastic bag, is a small container rimed with frost and chilly to the touch. On its front is a picture of three oblong green shapes flecked with black specks, with the words "CHOCOLATE MINT CRISP" emblazoned across in elaborate writing. A plastic spoon is also at the bottom of the bag. Wade looks expectantly at Fenris, as if waiting for a reaction.]
[Autumn has decided that right now she wants to remain right by Wade's side, and her ears perk up (more than they already are, if possible) at her name being included in this exchange of mysterious treats!
Fenris quirks a single brow before doing as suggested, looking into the bag and pulling out the frosty container, inspecting it curiously. He squints in an attempt to read the front but gives up quickly, not wanting to spend too much time struggling to read in front of anyone. He at least puts two and two together given their conversation not ten minutes ago—]
Is this that—[damn it, what did he call it again?]—creamy ice?
[Wade presses his lips tightly together in an attempt to hide his grin. He's not making fun of you, Fenris-- he thinks it's adorable.]
Close. Ice cream. More of the cream part and less of the ice. How 'bout you try a scoop right now? You'll like it, promise.
[That being said, he digs into another bag, bringing out a container of vanilla ice cream, which he opens and scoops out with another spoon for Autumn.]
[It’s difficult enough trying to remember human sayings and names for things in his own world — adding other worlds to the mix just makes it more confusing!
Fenris regards the container for another moment longer before he opens it. Naturally, Autumn’s tail wags happily as she licks the ice cream off the spoon. If Mabari could change their pupils into actual heart shapes, Fenris suspects he would see them in Autumn’s gaze.
He takes a scoop, all but studying how it looks on his spoon, examining the chunks inside, the color — before he just…takes a bite. An actual bite. Unfortunately, the first thing he experiences is pain, from his teeth to his head.
[Though Autumn has probably never had ice cream before, her form is perfect, lapping the small bit of ice cream off the spoon as if it were water or milk. It's clear she enjoys it from the wagging of her tail and the way she continues to lick her chops when the last bit of it has been devoured.
Fenris, on the other hand, is having a tougher time of it. Wade snaps his head up at the sound of Fenris's exclamation of pain, and he struggles to keep the laughter out of his voice even as he admonishes him.]
D-Dude, don't just chomp down on it, geez! Wrap your lips around it like you would a spoonful of soup-- y'know, just...
[He raises his hand to his mouth and bobs his head, making a very questionable movement that he surprisingly doesn't seem to realize the implications of.]
You'll like it, honest. Just gotta get used to how it feels in your mouth.
[Autumn and Fenris are indeed having two completely different experiences, the hound licking her chops and Fenris holding a hand to his head. He glares at Wade, though it's not a very effective one. He's about to chide Wade for not warning him ahead of time when he takes in his demonstration, eyes narrowing at his word choice as his ears twitch and the tips go red.
Does he hear himself? He must.]
A heads-up would have been appreciated, [he remarks dryly, pretending as if he didn't just flush.
This time he does as instructed uses his lips instead of his teeth. His ears twitch again, but this time not in irritation or embarrassment. He doesn't say anything but the raise of his brows and the small pleasant sound that escapes him speaks volumes.]
[The ear-twitching is new, and Wade takes a moment to stare at them for a while, a strangely delighted smile stretching across his face that he doesn't seem to realize is there.]
There ya go. Good shit, yeah? Toldja you'd like it. That whole container's for you, by the way. Call it a housewarming gi-- no no, no more for you, baby. It'll make you barfy if you eat too much.
[This last part is to Autumn, who has begun whining and nosing his hand for more of the cold tasty treat. It's hard to say no to those melting brown eyes, but Wade knows they'll all be regretting it later if he gives in to her charms right now.]
[He's a touch embarrassed, but he gets over it quick enough. He opens his mouth to offer a quiet but sincere "thank you" when Autumn begins lapping at that ice cream as if she's about to devour the spoon. Fenris sighs lightly as he watches her whine, trying to work her sad puppy eyes at Wade (he won't pretend as if he's not utterly wakened by them at times. Most times.]
Autumn...
[She halts her whining to look over her shoulder at Fenris — if mabari could roll their eyes...but she relents, giving what sounds like a huffing sigh before she parks comfortably by Wade's feet with her head resting on her legs. She's just going to pout a bit.]
Spoiled. [Never mind that he's the one who does the spoiling. Shut up. At any rate, he returns his attention back to Wade.] ...Thank you.
[At least half of that thank you is actually for other things Fenris hasn't bothered to address yet — but that's not important right now.]
[Fenris might not have bothered to address it, but that "thank you" feels weighted all the same. It causes Wade to glance up at him, locking eyes with him for the briefest of moments before tearing his gaze away with a bashful grin, his fingers scratching at the space between Autumn's ears. He rolls one shoulder in a shrug.]
Hey, not a huge deal-- I wasn't about to deprive you of some chilly sugary goodness. 'M not that much of an asshole, y'know?
[He takes a moment to glance around, taking in the interior of the building.]
Nice place, though. Looks kinda like a cleaner version of the gym from Rocky. Gotta say, I'm shocked you were able to find an empty building this big. We got designated bedrooms in here or is this more like a "crash wherever" kinda deal?
[Fenris holds the gaze, and he's thankful when it's only a brief moment before Wade is looking away again.]
A rocky gym? [Is this some sort of gym in the mountains? Ah, never mind.] Anyway, you can pick whatever room you want. The small offices seem to make a decent enough bedroom.
[Because he's a paranoid fuck who needs to be as close to the front as possible, just in case. Still, he nods for Wade to follow him so he can see his options, still holding the ice cream and taking a scoop.]
We use the offices as they are a decent size and more spread out for privacy's sake, but if you wanted to sleep in a supply closet or something I won't stop you.
[Since Fenris's back is currently turned as he makes his way towards the offices-cum-bedrooms, Wade allows himself the tiniest of victory squees at the fact that Fenris seems to enjoy his choice of ice cream. Hey, he's gotta take his wins where he can find them with this guy. His little happy dance over, Wade quickly falls into step behind the elf, looking at the layout of the interior with renewed interest.
It's quite the setup, all things considered. He's not by any means picky about where he hangs his hat, but even he has to admit there's definitely some potential here. Some splashes of color here and there and a whole lot of elbow grease, and this place could end up looking downright homey.]
Pretty much have my potential digs already figured out, but how 'bout you show me yours first? Might get some decoratin' ideas from it, who knows.
[ Fenris may not see it, but Autumn certainly does. All it does is make her rear on her hind legs briefly in front of wade, tail wagging, and doing a quick around the area. Fenris glances over and wonders why she's suddenly so energetic, but doesn't question it. ]
I hardly consider anything I've done "decorating", but if you insist.
[ Fenris leads Wade to his room, since it's close by it doesn't take long at all, opening the door and stepping to the side after flicking on a light. It's not very personalized yet — at least not purposefully. There are a lot of books scattered around, piled in some corners. There's an open supply closet with a dog bed nestled inside that Fenris found during their mall raiding. Despite the lights, he still has unlit candles placed around the room just in case. The desk the office came with is pushed into a corner and one of the many places now holding books. He has a mattress at the far side of the room with lots of blankets where he clearly sleeps. Because of the glass wall and large window he has curtains drawn so no one can look in while roaming the halls or skulking about outside. ]
[Wade, for his part, takes Autumn's sudden jovial reaction as a sign that he's not paying enough attention to her, and so briefly bends down to capture her face roughly and affectionately in both hands before standing up and following Fenris to his room. He steps inside, taking a good look around at the sparse furniture, the almost-empty closet, the various clutter here and there that could belong to anyone. Wade crosses his arms over his chest; rocks back and forth on his heels.]
It's, uh... it's nice. A good start. Very Spartan.
[It reminds him of the dorm rooms from his army days, completely rigid and lacking in personality.]
You got an idea of how you wanna decorate it? Maybe paint the walls or something?
[Okay, so he wasn't expecting Fenris to be all about paint swatches and drapes, but even the most design-illiterate person inevitably engaged in some personalization.]
To make it more Fenris-y, obviously! You never decorated your place back home? Home home, I mean-- not New Amsterdam.
[Come to think of it, he can't recall ever setting foot in Fenris's place in New Amsterdam either-- aside from the safehouse, which could barely be called a home anyway. What had his dwelling in his home world been like? For a moment, a vision comes to mind of Fenris glowering out from the window of the Keebler elf treehouse, and Wade has to bite down on his lips to keep from laughing.]
[If Fenris had meant for that to be shocking, then he didn't know Wade Winston Wilson. Wade's nose wrinkles with distaste, but it's lacking the abject horror that would've undoubtedly been present on a normal, non-murdery sort of person. It looks more like he's reacting as if Fenris had told him he'd had his house littered with full garbage bags instead of corpses.]
Aw man, you go the Vlad the Impaler route? Rookie error. I mean, initially it does a good job in keepin' out the odd door-to-door salesman or Jehovah's Witness, but after a while you gotta get used to the smell.
Not just the smell of decay, either. You know that like... 85% of people shit themselves when they die? Not gonna be seein' that scent bein' patented by Bed Bath and Beyond, lemme tell you.
[ Fenris, for his part, is too used to the smell of rot and death for a few dead bodies littered about the front of a mansion to put him off. His reaction remains unchanged, not even a twitch of his nose.
Even though Wade is going on with these...things he doesn't understand again. After all this time though, Fenris realized that half the stuff Wade says isn't important anyway, so he simply picks apart the bits that are actually relevant.]
I'm well aware of the fact. It was a mansion...there were plenty of rooms not tainted by the stench of death and decay.
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[Fine! Guess he's not going anywhere then!]
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[Ten minutes later, there's another text:]
dude ur gonna have 2 let me in i dont have a key
hurry up or itll melt
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Autumn trails behind, and when she spots Wade her tongue dangles out and her tail wags happily as she dances about the entryway in excitement.]
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Oh and there's my little lady! How are you, my sweet beautiful girl? Excited to have me as your housemate? Oh, yes you are! Yes you are-- lookit that gorgeous smile!
[He continues on in this embarrassingly indulgent vein for quite some time.]
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Autumn deserves every bit of praise and so Fenris has no problem watching this exchange go down. Eventually though he does say something.]
You two are going to see a lot more of each other now. I think you can manage to part for a bit.
[Autumn's response is a huff, but she eventually pulls back, still wagging her tail excitedly and deciding to stay beside Wade at the moment.]
I believe you have something that "is going to melt"...? It sounded quite urgent.
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Oh it is, my alabaster-maned friend. Why don't you dig out what's in that bag over there? Bought a container for each of us-- Autumn included.
[What Fenris will find, if he heeds Wade's suggestion and searches through the plastic bag, is a small container rimed with frost and chilly to the touch. On its front is a picture of three oblong green shapes flecked with black specks, with the words "CHOCOLATE MINT CRISP" emblazoned across in elaborate writing. A plastic spoon is also at the bottom of the bag. Wade looks expectantly at Fenris, as if waiting for a reaction.]
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Fenris quirks a single brow before doing as suggested, looking into the bag and pulling out the frosty container, inspecting it curiously. He squints in an attempt to read the front but gives up quickly, not wanting to spend too much time struggling to read in front of anyone. He at least puts two and two together given their conversation not ten minutes ago—]
Is this that—[damn it, what did he call it again?]—creamy ice?
[Close enough.]
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Close. Ice cream. More of the cream part and less of the ice. How 'bout you try a scoop right now? You'll like it, promise.
[That being said, he digs into another bag, bringing out a container of vanilla ice cream, which he opens and scoops out with another spoon for Autumn.]
Here ya go, baby girl. Try some of this.
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[It’s difficult enough trying to remember human sayings and names for things in his own world — adding other worlds to the mix just makes it more confusing!
Fenris regards the container for another moment longer before he opens it. Naturally, Autumn’s tail wags happily as she licks the ice cream off the spoon. If Mabari could change their pupils into actual heart shapes, Fenris suspects he would see them in Autumn’s gaze.
He takes a scoop, all but studying how it looks on his spoon, examining the chunks inside, the color — before he just…takes a bite. An actual bite. Unfortunately, the first thing he experiences is pain, from his teeth to his head.
His entire face scrunches and distorts.]
—Ugh, is it supposed to hurt?
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Fenris, on the other hand, is having a tougher time of it. Wade snaps his head up at the sound of Fenris's exclamation of pain, and he struggles to keep the laughter out of his voice even as he admonishes him.]
D-Dude, don't just chomp down on it, geez! Wrap your lips around it like you would a spoonful of soup-- y'know, just...
[He raises his hand to his mouth and bobs his head, making a very questionable movement that he surprisingly doesn't seem to realize the implications of.]
You'll like it, honest. Just gotta get used to how it feels in your mouth.
[...Are you kidding me right now, Wade?]
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Does he hear himself? He must.]
A heads-up would have been appreciated, [he remarks dryly, pretending as if he didn't just flush.
This time he does as instructed uses his lips instead of his teeth. His ears twitch again, but this time not in irritation or embarrassment. He doesn't say anything but the raise of his brows and the small pleasant sound that escapes him speaks volumes.]
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There ya go. Good shit, yeah? Toldja you'd like it. That whole container's for you, by the way. Call it a housewarming gi-- no no, no more for you, baby. It'll make you barfy if you eat too much.
[This last part is to Autumn, who has begun whining and nosing his hand for more of the cold tasty treat. It's hard to say no to those melting brown eyes, but Wade knows they'll all be regretting it later if he gives in to her charms right now.]
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Autumn...
[She halts her whining to look over her shoulder at Fenris — if mabari could roll their eyes...but she relents, giving what sounds like a huffing sigh before she parks comfortably by Wade's feet with her head resting on her legs. She's just going to pout a bit.]
Spoiled. [Never mind that he's the one who does the spoiling. Shut up. At any rate, he returns his attention back to Wade.] ...Thank you.
[At least half of that thank you is actually for other things Fenris hasn't bothered to address yet — but that's not important right now.]
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Hey, not a huge deal-- I wasn't about to deprive you of some chilly sugary goodness. 'M not that much of an asshole, y'know?
[He takes a moment to glance around, taking in the interior of the building.]
Nice place, though. Looks kinda like a cleaner version of the gym from Rocky. Gotta say, I'm shocked you were able to find an empty building this big. We got designated bedrooms in here or is this more like a "crash wherever" kinda deal?
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A rocky gym? [Is this some sort of gym in the mountains? Ah, never mind.] Anyway, you can pick whatever room you want. The small offices seem to make a decent enough bedroom.
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I've gotta introduce you to pop culture someday, dude. You're overdue. In any case, guess I'd better pick out which bedroom's gonna be mine, yeah?
Which one are you stayin' in?
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Mine is the room closest to the entrance.
[Because he's a paranoid fuck who needs to be as close to the front as possible, just in case. Still, he nods for Wade to follow him so he can see his options, still holding the ice cream and taking a scoop.]
We use the offices as they are a decent size and more spread out for privacy's sake, but if you wanted to sleep in a supply closet or something I won't stop you.
[Just pick what you want, is what he's saying.]
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It's quite the setup, all things considered. He's not by any means picky about where he hangs his hat, but even he has to admit there's definitely some potential here. Some splashes of color here and there and a whole lot of elbow grease, and this place could end up looking downright homey.]
Pretty much have my potential digs already figured out, but how 'bout you show me yours first? Might get some decoratin' ideas from it, who knows.
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I hardly consider anything I've done "decorating", but if you insist.
[ Fenris leads Wade to his room, since it's close by it doesn't take long at all, opening the door and stepping to the side after flicking on a light. It's not very personalized yet — at least not purposefully. There are a lot of books scattered around, piled in some corners. There's an open supply closet with a dog bed nestled inside that Fenris found during their mall raiding. Despite the lights, he still has unlit candles placed around the room just in case. The desk the office came with is pushed into a corner and one of the many places now holding books. He has a mattress at the far side of the room with lots of blankets where he clearly sleeps. Because of the glass wall and large window he has curtains drawn so no one can look in while roaming the halls or skulking about outside. ]
It's sufficient.
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It's, uh... it's nice. A good start. Very Spartan.
[It reminds him of the dorm rooms from his army days, completely rigid and lacking in personality.]
You got an idea of how you wanna decorate it? Maybe paint the walls or something?
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Fenris quirks a brow at Wade's question. ]
Why would I do that? It seems pointless.
[ Spoken like a man who has never had a home. Or at least felt like it. ]
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To make it more Fenris-y, obviously! You never decorated your place back home? Home home, I mean-- not New Amsterdam.
[Come to think of it, he can't recall ever setting foot in Fenris's place in New Amsterdam either-- aside from the safehouse, which could barely be called a home anyway. What had his dwelling in his home world been like? For a moment, a vision comes to mind of Fenris glowering out from the window of the Keebler elf treehouse, and Wade has to bite down on his lips to keep from laughing.]
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[ He's not sure if that counts as decoration, but it's probably the closest he ever got. At least it was practical. ]
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Aw man, you go the Vlad the Impaler route? Rookie error. I mean, initially it does a good job in keepin' out the odd door-to-door salesman or Jehovah's Witness, but after a while you gotta get used to the smell.
Not just the smell of decay, either. You know that like... 85% of people shit themselves when they die? Not gonna be seein' that scent bein' patented by Bed Bath and Beyond, lemme tell you.
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Even though Wade is going on with these...things he doesn't understand again. After all this time though, Fenris realized that half the stuff Wade says isn't important anyway, so he simply picks apart the bits that are actually relevant.]
I'm well aware of the fact. It was a mansion...there were plenty of rooms not tainted by the stench of death and decay.
[ He takes another scoop full of ice cream. ]
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