(This post is a post for con. :v)

“You think they’ll actually give ‘em to her?”

Nervous laughter beget outward fidgeting as Edward – Eddie, to his friends – slunk away from the ‘crime scene’, hands tucked behind his head as he listened to the vivacious crowd still lingering in the hall. Sure, he felt like a criminal with the way those guards glared him down, hence the joke he lobbed off toward his friend that strolled beside, perhaps a bit too loudly – they were still in earshot, right?

Where did they get off? All he did was pass some semi-imbued stones and a sealed letter as a ‘gift’. Didn’t being a roadie have its perks? It just felt like something Dessie would like, a little bit wild, a bit of a way to burn off some extra energy and have a bit of fun.

“I mean, they might turn into kids, right? They wouldn’t just throw kids away, right?”

Heh. If only he could lay claim to that bright idea, though he’d certainly played his own part. He’d been passed the invitation himself, some kid with a degree in bullshitting firing that interest, but he added his own spin just a few minutes before right then; a partial imbuing was too easy for someone with so much to spare, and besides, it always made him feel a bit giddy to slough it off somehow.

What harm could there be in going himself, taking even more of that edge off?