BLACK AND WHITE | O. Joining

[MOKSHA.]

[align=center][size=8pt]Calum's head lifted slightly to watch Gray as he approached; Moksha seemed less interested but his piercing blue eyes were locked on Gray as well, from a less obvious tilt of his head. Neither of them spoke, but Calum seemed impatient, and... anxious. He inched closer to Moka, eyes falling onto his weapon. Cal had no weapons, but he had Moksha. That was good enough. Five foot ten and standing next to Moksha, he looked even smaller. As the other person approached further and started to speak, Moka's head lifted, tilting up to stare down his nose at him, clearly having sized him up and found him not even a slight challenge. He crossed his arms, shouldered squared. "Moksha and Calum," he said blandly, his voice rumbling and his lips curling in a sneer. Calum had raised his hand as to say hello when Moka said his name. He was shivering less now, standing next to a furnace of a man.

Calum seemed to hesitate, taking a nervous glance up at Moksha as if to see if he were going to proceed to admit what they needed. When he figured that he wouldn't, Cal continued, "W-we need shelter."
// thank you X3

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[MOKSHA.]

[align=center][size=8pt]It would have been lucky for Gray then; while Moka was fast, he was not agile. Making his way through these woods probably would have kept him safe, if Moksha meant any harm. It was part of the reason Moksha kept Calum around; the little shit was fast and agile like a rabbit. He could hold them down long enough for Moksha to catch up and beat the Christ out of them. He thought back momentarily to the time that they'd had an intruder. Moksha had broken down an entire set of doors trying to charge through them after being locked out of his own building. Calum managed to chase them down and put them in a headlock while Moksha broke back in and followed through.

Sadly, Calum wasn't some chimp to be ordered around. Calum didn't always listen, and it'd been shown over and over that Moksha's punishment didn't scare Cal from doing what he believed was right. More than one hungry child stealing their food had gotten away that way. Cal probably wouldn't have gone after Gray.

"Thank you," Calum spoke up, his eyes wide as he looked up at Moksha, waiting. Moka sneered down at the small kid, taking the lead as he felt necessary and dropping his arms out of their crossed position. Moksha didn't like not leading, but he didn't know the way to the Lodge. So he waited, staring Gray down relentlessly, waiting with his eyebrows furrowed still. He didn't seem comfortable being apart of a group like this. Perhaps he'd heard wrongly about how they worked, or heard right and still didn't like it.

Calum spoke up again, "What would I have to do to get a heavier coat around here?" He gave his first smile, a bright white set of teeth. "I'm a pretty good repair man." 

[Gray]

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[MOKSHA.]

[align=center][size=9pt]Across the territory was a looming figure of a man, large even at a distance. He had taken the trail up the mountain with heavy steps, the snow soaking up through his black dress pants and making them dark up to his knees. He wore an entire suit, though his undershirt was grey and he wore no tie or bow. It was torn in places, the threads coming loose, but otherwise surprisingly taken care of it circumstances like this. As he drew near, it could appear that he was carrying someone else, someone who appeared like a child in his massive hold. He walked with a rhythmic step, having a purpose. As he came up to the end of his trail, he could be seen as a near beast. Built like a tank. The person in his arms was nearly full grown, and looked like a teenager in his hold.

And boy was he not gentle with the kid at all. He dropped him with a grunt, having him land hard on the damp mud and the patches of snow. The blonde boy cried out, shook by the fall, and the tall man did not help him up. When the younger boy did stand, it was quite the sight. The blonde kid was Calum, his hair wild and his arms bare despite the chill. The tall man was Moksha, his hair like a massive mane around his head, and standing at seven feet or more.

"That wasn't, n-necessary," chattered Calum, glaring with his doe-brown eyes up at Moksha, who tossed his head like an angry bull, intimidating with his size and the confidence in his stature. He stood with his legs wide, his arms crossed, his near three-feet across shoulders set wide and straight. When his head tossed, his thick fishtail braid of hair lashed like the tail of an angry lion; king of his lands.

The action seemed to make Calum wince back, brushing some snow off of his now wet, silk vest, made of green and brown fabrics. It was intricately embroidered with more green all across the back in delicate swirls and flower patterns. Moksha spoke with a deep, bass tone, his voice rumbling in his chest. "Neither was me carrying you, princess," he snapped, making Cal wince again. "Addy certainly was dressed for a fucking place like this." The bitter tone in his voice and the way he rubbed at one arm gave away his own chill. "It's not good for my strings." On his back was a large acoustic bass guitar case, strapped around his front. Obviously he cared greatly about the instrument.

Calum just nodded, "If we come across anyone here, we can start a fire. Plenty of wood," he suggested, playing with the thick metal bands around his wrists. There was no seem or latch that suggested they came off.

Moksha gave a snort, his facial features coiling up into an irritated furrow and the flaring of his wide nose. "You think I don't fucking know that?"

"No, I-I know!"

"Good," the obvious boss spat, his hands coming up to rub together. His nails were painted black, chipped but appearing to only be french tipped, with an arrow design on each ring finger. He wore metal rings on almost every one of his fingers, all but his thumbs and his left ring finger, and his right pinky.

The two stood in silence, Calum shaking slightly and Moksha's general mass radiating enough heat to keep him warm. Neither spoke, waiting while Cal's jaw quivered.

// This is after Advay asks for Moka, and when Advay leaves! So please don't post saying you've seen moka in that visitor thread <3 thank you!

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