sputnik: — 𝑺𝑷𝑼𝑻𝑵𝑰𝑲 (ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ)
ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴀɴᴅᴇʀ ᴋᴏɴsᴛᴀɴᴛɪɴ ᴠᴇsʜɴʏᴀᴋᴏᴠ ([personal profile] sputnik) wrote in [community profile] singillatim 2024-03-15 04:30 am (UTC)

There's another person poking around in the woods a lot these days. An empty cabin is an odd loneliness that Konstantin doesn't quite know what to do with — coupled with the deep upset that he's currently physically incapable of joining Vasiliy on the excursion out of Milton.

So he keeps busy, and one way he does that is trying to forage... whatever the fuck he can, really. People made stew out of mushrooms not long ago; surely he can do things like that, too. So Konstantin wanders the trees, picking up berries or anything he sees that actually grows out here. He's crunching through the snow (still wearing the dumb white sneakers that he showed up here in) when he sees a familiar face up ahead and brightens right away, waving a gloved hand.

"Chloe Frazer!"

Looks like she's tending to a snare, and he beams as he trudges towards her.

"Did you catch anything?"

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