(no subject)
*out by the lake, there is a little old man in a green fedora hat, lemon yellow gloves, and a fishing pole. He's on a rock that overlooks the lake enough that his fishing pole can easily go into the depths without him having to wade in, leaning against a tree and smoking a cigarillo. There is a hawk in the tree above him*
I don't know. I think the fish ain't biting today, my friend.
((OOC: Intro for Anansi! Uh, new character, new voice, new icons, all that jazz. Sorry this took so long!
ETA: OH AND HORUS IS CANON-UPDATING.))
I don't know. I think the fish ain't biting today, my friend.
((OOC: Intro for Anansi! Uh, new character, new voice, new icons, all that jazz. Sorry this took so long!
ETA: OH AND HORUS IS CANON-UPDATING.))