you have my heart, always and forever

[losthunter]

Hunter walks cautiously towards Verity's apartment door, balancing a few gifts in his arm for one of his closest friends in the world.

He had wanted to do something special for her. He had thought about a surprise party, but wasn't sure if that would cause any issues considering Verity's abilities. Plus, there he didn't want to accidentally not invite someone who was important to Verity.

She was very important to him. And Hunter wanted to show her that, the best way he could. And so, Hunter had worked a few weeks on a few special gifts, that were currently wrapped up in pretty, glittery boxes.

Approaching the door, Hunter delicately balanced the boxes for a moment, so he could knock and let Verity know that she had a guest.

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[losthunter]

Hunter has to laugh at how excited Bobbi is right now. He would get her leash, but he doesn't know where it is kept.

"Yes, of course, the three of us."

"Anywhere. Just getting outside of my art studio is a blessing right now."

[brave_heart_verity]

The leash is hanging by the door, and is fetched soon enough--by Verity, Bobbi's not big enough to pull off that trick yet. "Hmmm." She'll have a think while she puts on her shoes and gets Bobbi ready to go. "The market? We can see what's new. It's colorful, if nothing else."

[losthunter]

"That sounds like a great idea." Hunter opens the door for both Verity and Bobbi.

[brave_heart_verity]

Such a gentleman. Once the door's shut and locked behind them, she reaches for Hunter's arm. It's still nice for her to have contact with people when out in public. Stepping outside makes her sigh contentedly. "Mm, it's so nice out today. I love days like this."

It isn't a long walk to the market from her place, and it's a pleasant one. Most of the traffic is pedestrian with some bike taxis zipping by every now and then until they leave her neighborhood and join the throng of people on a main street. They'll hear and smell the market wares before they can see more than banners and striped awnings dangling from upper stories.

[losthunter]

Hunter also enjoys getting outside. His attention is on the throng of people on main street. Plus, the sights, sounds and smells of the market is quite pleasing. He of course will keep an eye out for any art supplies.

"This is a nice little escape from the art studio."

[brave_heart_verity]

"Keep talking like that and I'll make you do it more often."

Isn't everything an art supply to someone? But thankfully, they're not all supplies he knows how to use. There are still bound to be things he'll find useful or inspiring. No good market is complete without art supplies. How's he feel about mixing his own paints? Because there's someone selling piles of pigments, fine powders almost obscenely bright and stacked pieces of raw materials waiting to be ground and mixed. And conveniently next to a draper's stand that's caught her eye.

[losthunter]

The pigments, powders and raw materials do attract Hunter. He has been dipping rose petals in paint, but would love to create his own 'rose' paints.

"I could use more escapes."

[brave_heart_verity]

That'd add a whole new level of control (and perfume!) to his paintings. She can't help but approve.

"Okay. I'll make sure you come to one of the fairs with me. And not to sell your art, lovely as it is. To have fun."

[losthunter]

"Anytime." Hunter takes a moment to wrap his arms around her, and hug her tightly in appreciation.

[brave_heart_verity]

Ver leans into the hug with a happy murring sound rumbling in her throat. "Thank you. For remembering today, and everything."

[losthunter]

"I would be lost without you." Hunter murmurs back, just holding on for as long as he can.

[brave_heart_verity]

"You're not getting rid of me," she reassures him with a smirk. "I'm right here." He doesn't have to let go. They can stay like this for hours if he wants.

[losthunter]

[This looks like a great place to end the scene]