@king-of-dads​ (the green guy.)
Virgil couldn’t help but stare, cause’a two things.
One) this guy was tall as fuck.
Two) he was green.
Now, Virg wasn’t one’t judge a man by his skin colour. Bein’ of a darker complexion himself, he got the guff. He knew that struggle, real hard. That said, outside bang babies, he weren’t used’t seein people the colour of fuckin tree leaves.
Clearing his throat, he managed a smile,
“--Hey there man. Y’mind helpin a brother out? M’kinda lost, yeah, I don’t know where this place is exactly.” he’d gotten hit with a weird light from a bang baby earlier, before he could get into his static digs ( they were, as always, in his backpack ), and then he’d woken up after a dirt nap, no longer in Dakota City.
