Thread: â« HM:MM - LUCKY ~ âª | Misanthropiclove

The village was rather pleased by selling the land. Inside there was also a new stranger who had come in and had much to trade. Many of them had had odd dreams the night before, but little was spoken of it thanks to this new man. He was tall, he was charming, he was handsome, and he seemed to flirt with anyone who gave him any time at all. He never went beyond that, just enough to sell his wares. And his wares were very nice! He had come on a trip to the nearest city, at least that is what he said. His wares consisted of newer electronic gadgets, blueprints for new buildings and more efficient ways to make them, some various sweet treats, and even chicken feed! Not everyone needed things he was selling, but he was going to stay in town for a few days anyway and most of the girls wanted to male him feel very, very welcome. Perhaps he'd extend his stay. Or better yet, take them with him. That was when he noticed someone new. Excuse me, who's that? Huh, oh, him. He's new. He moved in yesterday. I think he said something about his grandfather moving in. Now, can you tell me about the city more? The traveler smiled and picked up his backpack before nodding, Sorry madame, I must be off for the night. He walked straight over to this new fellow and smiled when he caught his eye. This stranger was a good height, just over six feet and strapping as if he had been a wanderer all his life, yet didn't have enough muscle to have been a farmer. Yet his skin was a dusky brown, as if he had tanned just under too much sun for a white man or not enough for someone of a different race. His eyes were shocking though, the same delightful blue of Ian's. His hair was a night sky black and drifted just low enough to need to be brushed out of the way of his eyes. He smelled of the road and a hint of some masculine cologne that was marketed to make women notice you but tended to draw more attention from men, Hello, my name is Samuel, I've just arrived here and heard you are new too? It's nice to meet you. What is your name? The brief silence was interrupted by a loud gurgling of someone's stomach and Samuel gave a gentle laugh, Never mind, tell me as we walk. I need to buy you some dinner. You sound like you haven't eaten all day. Huh? No, no, I sold so much stuff today that I have more than enough money. Honest. Come on. He took Ian to the cafe, or really, more the other way around. Still, he sat with this farmer boy and grinned at him, trading small talk and idle chat about the city. It was more of a glad to be away than isn't it grand? spiel, Samuel very happy to find someone who not only knew about the city but had apparently CHOSEN to leave it. The waitress was a bit jealous that Samuel didn't spare her a second glance, his eyes glued to this man who he had just met. It wasn't until he noticed the windows weren't letting in as much light that he realized how long he had kept his new acquaintance. I'm sorry. You must be needing to get home. He bought Ian a small meal for breakfast the next day and led him out, smiling, Oh, by the way, call me Sam. All my friends do. There was an odd sound and a small sprite came out of no where, handing Ian a small orb with a music note in it, and said Lucky! Samuel gave Ian an odd look, but not a very unimpressed one, Say...does that happen often?