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 Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 12:37 am
"Yay."
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Myles returns with a bandage! "Here. I got it."
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"Ye both focus!" She slams the door behind them.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 12:51 am
Quick smile. "We'll find your way out. Just cheer up. People are going to think we murdered your favorite puppy."
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"Put it on the table." His hand darts under the table and takes hold of Violet's wrist. He brings her hand up to his face.
Violet is startled. She freezes.
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It isn't long before Nat is on deck, scrawling out a letter on wrinkled paper with a small pencil. It reads: "They want to know what you did to the djinn. If you don't answer, the rude one will stab you. I don't really want to be tossed off a flying boat. Thank you."
Angie stands watch, grumbling every minute or so about stupid Byron.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 12:58 am
"How?"
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Myles places the kit on the table and takes out bandages. "Which.. which size do you think?"
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DUN DUN DUNNNNNNNN! Trin has locked her door and gone back to sleep. Darius is still up on deck. He frowns as he watches the odd proceedings.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:04 am
"How what?" As they exit the hotel, he becomes a little goat again and skips along beside Edan.
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He gently turns her hand this way and that. "It's barely even.. Here, just a small one."
Violet stares. She might be faintly blushing.
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Angie glances down at the letter. "Tell him he's an a**."
"No."
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:05 am
"How will we find a way?"
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"Okay." He digs frantically through the kit, spilling supplies over the table. He finally locates a small bandage and holds it out.
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Myles frowns some more at them. "What are you doing?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:14 am
He shrugs his little goat shoulders with some effort. "Beats me."
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"Antiseptic, too. Violet, have you cleaned it yet?"
She shakes her head.
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Angie gives Darius a haughty look. "We are writing a letter."
"She is forcing me to write a stupid letter."
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:18 am
"Oh." Edan's shoulders slump.
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"Anti.. right." He finds a small bottle and holds it out.
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"To whom?" He takes a few steps over to get a closer look.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:23 am
"I'm just trying to be optimistic."
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"Thank you. Now hold still." He goes about cleaning the little cut and applying a little bandage. "Try not to get it wet. I'll do the dishes."
She makes unhappy noises as her thumb is poked.
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"To a jackass."
Nat takes a deep, settling breath. "To my master."
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 1:28 am
"Yeeeah yeah." Edan scrunches his face.
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"She's okay, right?" Myles pushes up his spectacles as he leans to look.
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"Excuse me? Your master?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 8:44 pm
"Be optimistic with me."
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"She'd be better if she hadn't tried taking her own thumb off, but yeah. She's fine."
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Nat sighs and continues scribbling. "Yes."
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 8:46 pm
"Meeh."
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"Oh, good." He breathes a sigh of relief.
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"Who is that?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 8:51 pm
"C'moooon."
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"What exactly were you trying to do?" He finishes with the bandage and releases Violet's hand.
She draws the hand close. "Just cutting some vegetables and things."
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"Not any of your business, I'm sure." He folds the letter and stands.
"Do you know a Cervelli?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 8:59 pm
"Meeeh meh meh."
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"She.. she was cutting that root." He points.
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Darius shakes his head. "I do not."
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 9:04 pm
He smiles a little goat smile.
Thea looks back at them. "You really have nothing else to do before we leave?"
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"What sort of root is that?" Russ picks it up and gives it a sniff.
Violet gives Myles a cranky look.
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"He's an elemental. Very fiery. And a jackass."
Nat walks to the ship's railing and peers over. Not long after, a crow appears from over the side and lands precariously upon the rail, wings outstretched for balance.
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Posted: Sat Aug 16, 2014 9:07 pm
"Nothing. Everyone is already gone."
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"It's a.. j-just a generic root. Um.. I wanted her to look at.. at the pattern inside."
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He frowns and eyes the bird. "Does the captain know you are doing this?"
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