MAD MAX SANDBOX POST

[iamawaited]

Welcome to the Wasteland: a sandbox/open post for Mad Max RP

(Seriously, go nuts.

That's what this canon is for.)

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[iamawaited]

[He doesn't blame her for it, though it does make him a little awkward around her now. If she were Capable, Furiosa, he might know how to take the thank you. With Angharad... He's just as unsure as she is, if not moreso, and all he can think to do is give her an uncomfortable nod.

Like her, he's still dressed the same, right down to the mismatched boots. He hitches his thumbs in his belt and hunches a little, ducking his head as he glances around.]

What is this place?

[antiseed]

(she takes her time with answering, slow turning in place on the spot to take in the green, and the trees.)

I don't know, (she admits eventually, fingernails pressing gentle into her palms. something old and half-forgotten bubbles to the surface as she thinks, something she thinks miss giddy must have mentioned to her a long time ago.)

Maybe this is Heaven.

[iamawaited]

Heaven.

[He echoes it without any real understanding. Then he thinks of the Dag, though, praying to anyone who would listen, and he wonders if someone heard.]

Wonder why.

[Why this place. Why them, and not any of the others who'd died.]

[antiseed]

Mmm.

(maybe it is only a stop on the way to something else.

still, she's glad she got to see it. she loves the trees, how the steady breeze makes the leaves rustle gently above them. it's hot, but not so much that sweat sticks to the back of her knees and under her arms.)

Whatever it is, I wouldn't mind staying.