You Look Lost

You Rest

"it ain't much but it's mine"

Striker says walking to a group of shelves and cupboards and starts looking for something.

"You did all this?"

Moxxie asks softly looking around noticing at the back that area was marked off with blankets attached to the ceiling, he guessed it was Striker's bed.

"Yeh, picked up bits and pieces here and there I couldn't stay in the cabin with those two they could get a bit loud for my liking"

Striker says with a grin and Moxxie nodded knowing what Striker ment as he had had the pleasure of hearing them too. Striker holds up a bottle with a smile and Moxxie shakes his head holding up a hand.

"Definitely not I can't handle my drink"

Moxxie says politely and Striker finds out a bottle of fruit water which he hands to Moxxie who smiles.

"Thankyou Striker"

Moxxie says softly as Striker walks to a pile of blankets and pillows and takes a seat to which Moxxie joins him. Striker grabs some matches off a chest behind him and lights a candle illuminating their cluster of blankets.

"Sorry it's cold can't exactly have a fire up here "

Striker says grabbing a shirt on a chest and puts it on but leaves the buttons undone not wanting to irritate the stitches, Moxxie uncorks the glass bottle and takes a sip of the water which was clearly strawberries and raspberries with fresh water from the natural stream.

"So what did you used to do back in the other place?"

Striker asks taking a sip of his own drink, Moxxie realized that they hadn't ever had a chance to talk properly talk but was glad Striker wanted to talk.

"I worked for transfer office in imp city, it was well boring"

Moxxie says and Striker chuckles lightly raising an eyebrow.

"Imp city Hu... Any family?"

"No my parents died years ago they lived in Wrath"

Moxxie says placing the cork back in the bottle and placing to the side so not to spill it, Striker nods taking a sip of his drink.

"No partner?"

Striker asks and Moxxie snorts lightly.

"Apparently I'm too boring"

"I highly doubt that"

Striker teased so Moxxie playfully punched his shoulder, Striker chuckles lightly placing his bottle on the chest.

"I'm serious, in my experience the quiet ones are best"

Striker says seriously and Moxxie raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

"How so?"

"They don't need to show off to everyone who they are, they don't need approval of everyone else to be happy"

Striker says softly and Moxxie nods with a warm smile making him feel good about himself.

"Plus they are true demons in bed"

Striker teased sticking his tongue out making Moxxie laugh and punch Striker again who laugh holding up a hand in defeat.

"You are such a flirt"

Moxxie says with a laugh and Striker shrugs.

"True, glad you noticed"

Striker says lean back calmly on his arm and Moxxie smirks knowing this game so Moxxie sits up on his knees and leans closer to Striker so their faces were a little closer.