#ss!journal

uhh ss!au reboot :V

Journal hesitated, glancing at the ground. It still looked pretty wet… But Ruffy’s cloak wasn’t. He carefully climed down off of Ruffy’s shoulder, walking to the edge of his originator’s cloak. It was spread out on the ground juuuuust enough to meet the imp. He eagerly took the grape, shoving it in his mouth. “Thnk yh!” he chattered, his words muffled by the food.

Ruffy smiled fleetingly, quickly taking the rust remover. He squinted at the label. Sometimes he really wished he could read. Sighing, he handed it to Journal. He looked back up at the anon, signing ‘thank you’ a few more times. The look of gratefulness in his eyes was infinite. He didn’t often get gifts. Something like this, and right when he needed it, made the boy feel warm inside. If only it made me warm on the outside too, he thought gloomily. He pulled his tattered cloak closer. He was shivering some. 

“Geez... talk about a rough night,” a voice mumbled. A second later, a black and tanish weasel poked its head out of the boy’s hood. It looked around warily. “... you sure the rain’s gone, ruffy...?”

Ruffy nodded, smiling slightly. He was glad his Familiar, journal, was ok. He reached up and pet the weasel, who made some contented chirping sounds in response. Ruffy drew back his hands after a moment. He made sure Journal was looking before signing a short phrase: ‘Need food.’