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[Perhaps not the worst idea, minus the thought on it special part. She'll see right through it, of course, but she does like a good object— but never mind that, he's cracking—]
Thank you. Ah... yes. Thank you. ... You... you wouldn't happen to have read the findings from last year's lyrium study... would you?
Thank you. Ah... yes. Thank you. ... You... you wouldn't happen to have read the findings from last year's lyrium study... would you?
I don't know. It was clearly some time ago.
[ abrupt calculation: is this a trap, is admitting he read it gonna bring questions for why, does anyone know he considered nicking their stores — ]
Read the bit where she cut her arm off.
Read the bit where she cut her arm off.
[ dry's easier, that's a discount. also fifi sounds pretty, so that's maybe a discount. ]
Show me where'n I'm on it.
[ "and can i show you dinner later" reserved for visual confirmation of who the fuck she is, again ]
Show me where'n I'm on it.
[ "and can i show you dinner later" reserved for visual confirmation of who the fuck she is, again ]
You leave a bit in the shoulder, think it’d do the stump?
[ for certain people with bitchass legs. ]
[ for certain people with bitchass legs. ]
Eh, I lose both arms, you can try it.
[ if it's one he's just getting a sick hook. where's the donated anchor coming from? don't worry about it. ]
[ if it's one he's just getting a sick hook. where's the donated anchor coming from? don't worry about it. ]
Uh-huh, put that knife away. What results did you mean?
Privies by the group quarters. Seems someone had an exciting night.
[ was that him? might’ve been him. doesn’t recall. if it was him, forget dinner. this is a repeat customer. he can throw up on command. ]
Right. Half up front.
Right. Half up front.
[ When the room assignments were posted, Astrid had laboriously traced the Trade runes on the paper, squinting at the shape of them and muttering the syllables aloud to herself to figure them out. And then finally lit up with delight once she realised that her new roommate wasn’t just someone she knew, but a friend,
but then a moment later, her brow crinkles. Pondering. So she gives him a call. ]
Is it, y’know… appropriate?
but then a moment later, her brow crinkles. Pondering. So she gives him a call. ]
Is it, y’know… appropriate?
Huh?
[ a muffled meow in the background. rustling. he rummages a bag, and one of the cats swipes, ]
Ow, fuckoff — What's appropriate?
[ a muffled meow in the background. rustling. he rummages a bag, and one of the cats swipes, ]
Ow, fuckoff — What's appropriate?
Sharing private quarters. Since you’re a married man ‘n all.
[ She’s not much for propriety, doesn’t mind shucking clothes in the communal baths, will fall into bed with a fleeting acquaintance— but an oath’s an oath’s an oath, and she’s seen that swan ring. Had brought it back to him at risk to herself, even. ]
[ She’s not much for propriety, doesn’t mind shucking clothes in the communal baths, will fall into bed with a fleeting acquaintance— but an oath’s an oath’s an oath, and she’s seen that swan ring. Had brought it back to him at risk to herself, even. ]
Thought he looked shorter. What’d you pull off?
[This is definitely a looking-around kind of pause. Quieter, then:]
We designed a hot plate—a portable burner without a flame, small enough to carry. Our prototype is roughly the diameter of those shallow soup bowls in the dining hall. Actually, we took one for the— anyway, the point is... we inscribed it ourselves. And it worked.
We designed a hot plate—a portable burner without a flame, small enough to carry. Our prototype is roughly the diameter of those shallow soup bowls in the dining hall. Actually, we took one for the— anyway, the point is... we inscribed it ourselves. And it worked.
[ audible lol ]
It's a shithole. Left at the docks, keep going 'til you see the sign. You’ll see the sign.
[ no shortage of plumage on it ]
It's a shithole. Left at the docks, keep going 'til you see the sign. You’ll see the sign.
[ no shortage of plumage on it ]
Hot soup,
[ mused. a moment, please, while he picks the pieces into place. lazar is frequently foolish, impulsive – at times impressively, obstinately dull. but he isn't that kind of dumb. this is big. this is dangerous, maybe. he whistles low: ]
Shit, mate. Who all knows?
[ mused. a moment, please, while he picks the pieces into place. lazar is frequently foolish, impulsive – at times impressively, obstinately dull. but he isn't that kind of dumb. this is big. this is dangerous, maybe. he whistles low: ]
Shit, mate. Who all knows?
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