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 Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2009 3:39 pm
His broad shoulders rolled themselves soundlessly at the unwarranted apology, unsure as to what he was supposed to do with it. A grunt stuck in his throat, didn't quite make its way out, and so the big man was silent. Since the cuts no longer stung, he hardly even felt the wraps against his skin and therefore didn't have a reason to watch. Even he had enough sense to figure out he'd likely spooked the younger, and that knowledge certainly wasn't helping his mood.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 9:06 pm
Once the work was done, Fenferari had little need or desire to hold the other back any longer. He cinched the bandages neatly in place before sliding back, head slightly bowed. "There, it is done." Now his conscience was relatively free.
He backed away from the larger man on hands and knees until he could roll back onto his feet and move to his pallet. Sinking down into the fur, he began to arrange his meager materials. It didn't seem as if anything was expected of Goran.
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