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Party Poison ([personal profile] gloryisbullshit) wrote in [community profile] kore_logs2013-03-05 05:59 pm
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winter warm

Who: Kenzi and Party Poisson
What: SWEET HUNTING SHENANIGANS so good at hunting, wow so god
Where: Up in the norther edges, in the woods
When: Day 48, evening
Warnings: Hunting, so animal blood/death. Cursing, probably some serious conversations about death, who even knows.

Sometimes being at her back like this would be warm, intimate, fucking sexy. Y'know, close. Right now, though, it's cold, and they're both bundled up against the remaining chill, and his hands at her waist are to steady her, and his mouth over her ear is more utility than sensuality. He watches the grazing deer in front of them attentively, knows she's watching it too.

"Deep breath." He reminds her in a low whisper, eyes running down the crossbow. She's good, he's sure, but a little extra help never hurts. "It doesn't know we're here. Anytime now, Kenz. Deep breath and get it."