#decimation:starter

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“oh, really!” evie could no longer contain her frustration – she was just on the brink of banging the bloody thing against the counter as a last resort; the only thing stopping her was knowing that if she hadn’t broken it already, she would surely break it then. “i repel technology, and i have no idea why we must use it for everything.” the gadget in her hand should have been able to look up any member of the library by their library card number, but she’d be damned if she could even get it turned on. finally, with a frustrated sigh, she gave up and put it aside. “i’ve always been more of a pen and paper kind of girl anyway. what can i do for you?”

‘ oh, trinket, darling, leave them alone, won’t you ? ’ it appears that no, vex’ahlia’s pet newfie will certainly not be leaving the other person on the sidewalk alone and will instead be bounding over to the person in question. in fact, vex is pretty much unceremoniously dragged down the street to meet them. he mostly seems interested in sniffing around the other person and wanting to be pet, but she still looks mortified. ‘ trinket ! sit ! ’ this he does do. the dog looks as pleased with himself as he possibly can. ‘ i’m so sorry. i know he’s huge but i promise that he is really very friendly. ’

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“i feel bad for not being in a costume,” jim said, “but it’s not easy looking effortlessly handsome, especially on halloween. believe me, i’ve done it all – david beckham, a ring fighter, one of the guys from fast and furious... at the end of the day, i really just look best as me.” he wiped the little serrated carving knife on a towel to clean it of pumpkin guts. “so, my costume is this. me as a bad artist. what do you think?”

“huh,“ rick huffed, rolling his shoulders back as he squinted off towards the front lawn of the courthouse and law offices. “well that’s different.” he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth before placing his hands onto his hips. to him, someone toppled a tree and then attempted to run it over. “i mean, it’s a government building so i can’t be mad, but i’m also the hired landscaper so i’m pretty damn mad.” he paused and turned to make sure whoever had walked up was still there and he wasn’t just talking to himself. “anyway, hope you enjoy the show while i try to figure this out.”

it wasn’t always this awkward for arthur to head into town - but because it was a weekend day and the farmers market was set up in the park, arthur had decided to set up his stall for the monthly visit he usually did. advertising horses to own and keep on his farm, horse riding, training, and even breeding - he was happy to sit and talk with anyone who might be interested. novice or expert - it didn’t rightly matter to him. “hi there, friend!” he stated, almost a little too chipper for a greeting - earnest as he was. “you wanna talk about horses?” he asked, mentally kicking himself for how much of an idiot he was sounding like. “or y’know anything else - i got a good idea about what’s good around here and what’s mediocre.”