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“Hey buddy, get up”, the boy mumbled, yawning when he walked into the bathroom, making noise because he did not lift his feet enough. Cassiopeia opened one eye, slowly and he watched Nantje until he disappeared in the dirty room without closing the door. Water dripped on the floor, followed by a cursing, frustrated voice.
“How the hell do they even ask for money in this fucking rathole?? Nothing works. Not even the water wants to come in here, goddamn!” Nantje appeared in the doorframe and leaned against it, not very a t-shirt anymore, watching Cassiopeia who did not move at all yet. The eyes of Nantje wandered through the room and Cassio followed the view. Holes and scratches in the wall, stains on the wallpaper which came off the wall already. Crumbs on the floor, probably rat shit or something. A broken bed and pungent odor. A very charming room in a motel outside of the city.
“Let’s go, find some work. I cannot stand it in here any longer, Cas.”
Cassiopeia replied with a yawn, slowly got up and stretched his limbs. He was so big, he almost filled the room completely but it did not really matter as it was kind of destroyed anyways.
They left the motel and the old lady in the entrance hall did not seem too disappointed about it.
“Any wishes for breakfast?”, Nantje asked. Cassiopeia just looked at him, not giving any sign. What should he do anyways? He was not able to talk to his best friend.
“Perfect. I had that musty Pub in mind”, Nantje continued ironically, a grin decorating his face.
Cassio knew the meaning of that smile: a bloodbath was the only bath the two would get today
[...]
read whole story here (changed locale): fav.me/ddg1y89

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I couldn't draw much lately but I found this old picture which I never uploaded, for whatever reason (maybe because I still didn't finish the literature :,))))))) )

some lore art for my two boys Cassiopeia 4070 and Nantje
hope you like it

Description

“Hey buddy, get up”, the boy mumbled, yawning when he walked into the bathroom, making noise because he did not lift his feet enough. Cassiopeia opened one eye, slowly and he watched Nantje until he disappeared in the dirty room without closing the door. Water dripped on the floor, followed by a cursing, frustrated voice.
“How the hell do they even ask for money in this fucking rathole?? Nothing works. Not even the water wants to come in here, goddamn!” Nantje appeared in the doorframe and leaned against it, not very a t-shirt anymore, watching Cassiopeia who did not move at all yet. The eyes of Nantje wandered through the room and Cassio followed the view. Holes and scratches in the wall, stains on the wallpaper which came off the wall already. Crumbs on the floor, probably rat shit or something. A broken bed and pungent odor. A very charming room in a motel outside of the city.
“Let’s go, find some work. I cannot stand it in here any longer, Cas.”
Cassiopeia replied with a yawn, slowly got up and stretched his limbs. He was so big, he almost filled the room completely but it did not really matter as it was kind of destroyed anyways.
They left the motel and the old lady in the entrance hall did not seem too disappointed about it.
“Any wishes for breakfast?”, Nantje asked. Cassiopeia just looked at him, not giving any sign. What should he do anyways? He was not able to talk to his best friend.
“Perfect. I had that musty Pub in mind”, Nantje continued ironically, a grin decorating his face.
Cassio knew the meaning of that smile: a bloodbath was the only bath the two would get today
[...]
read whole story here (changed locale): fav.me/ddg1y89

_________

I couldn't draw much lately but I found this old picture which I never uploaded, for whatever reason (maybe because I still didn't finish the literature :,))))))) )

some lore art for my two boys Cassiopeia 4070 and Nantje
hope you like it