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Eduardo "Lalo" Salamanca ([personal profile] salamanca) wrote in [community profile] singillatim2024-08-07 11:13 am

if i get home before daylight

who: lalo salamanca + you!
what: lalo's log for the month of august, including closed + open threads! ft. lalo's bulletin board post and the re-opening of his restaurant at doe's retreat in lakeside
when: throughout august
where: lalo's restaurant in lakeside (first 2 weeks of august) + all around milton (second two weeks of august)


[ open + closed starters below. ]
sputnik: — 𝑺𝑷𝑼𝑻𝑵𝑰𝑲 (ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪᴛ's ʙᴏʀʀᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇ)

[personal profile] sputnik 2024-09-18 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Konstantin startles at the reaction, brows quickly lifting as he tenses instinctively back a bit. Something's wrong — the wolf's angry, or maybe frightened. Whatever it is, something has clearly got its hackles raised about the store.

Or maybe someone inside of it.

Konstantin has seen a glimpse of what's... wrong with Louis. He doesn't know how to identify it, other than something dangerous — and maybe familiar, but also very different to his own situation, too. Whatever it is, he hasn't addressed what happened, though he certainly hasn't forgotten. He hesitates for a moment as he watches the wolf, before it stops growling and lies down, almost obediently.

Konstantin leans down to give it a gentle pat on the head, almost soothingly, before he'll head inside. He won't be gone long, picking up a couple of things for Vasiliy and then managing to find some remaining jerky; it actually seems pretty fresh, maybe someone made it out of a caribou or something. Wildlife has thankfully made a return these past weeks.

Once he's finished, Konstantin heads back out to his new wolf friend and reaches into a little paper sack, fishing out the strip of jerky. There's not much, but it's something. Grinning, he tosses the thing to the wolf and laughs brightly.
]

There you go! That's the good stuff.
sputnik: — 𝑺𝑷𝑼𝑻𝑵𝑰𝑲 (ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠʏ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴏᴜʟ)

[personal profile] sputnik 2024-10-07 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ This certainly is very different from Mukhtar, whom Konstantin hasn't even been able to pet; the dog's still too wary of him. He gives another delighted laugh as the wolf seems to approve of the treat, making quick work of it, and then jumping up to lick at his face. Konstantin's foot moves back to steady himself as he lifts his hands and tries to keep the wolf's weight from sending him backwards, laughing again as he scratches his fingers against the top of his head and then his ears. ]

I guess that means you approve! Ah, you really are just a big puppy. A good shchenok!

[ Tragically, someone else is freshly displeased by the wolf jumping up like this, tongue licking against Konstantin's face, sending a wave of Wolf Scent right into his senses. The man gives another sharp gasp at the sudden jolt in his stomach, and stumbles back a bit. Is he not allowed to have anything nice... ]

Ah— I think the cold might be getting to me...! [ He says aloud, still half-convinced the wolf can actually understand him. ] Should head back soon. I wonder where you live, shchenok. Out in the woods somewhere?