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[sleepily, over Colin's crystal,]
don't call me a walnut.
don't call me a walnut.
[ She leads him to her room, because she finally claimed one for herself rather than staying in the group quarters and stowing her belongings underneath her bunk or in a footlocker.
Though she's already donated spare bedding to one of Sister Sara's causes, she has also hoarded a few plush blankets, layered beneath the sheets on her bed to make it more comfortable.
Athessa releases his hand to rummage through her disorganized belongings, not finding a pee-rolled joint like she hoped, but producing rolling papers and some elfroot. ]
Here, [ She sits by the fire that is blessedly already going strong and pats the floor next to her. ] this'll only take a sec.
Though she's already donated spare bedding to one of Sister Sara's causes, she has also hoarded a few plush blankets, layered beneath the sheets on her bed to make it more comfortable.
Athessa releases his hand to rummage through her disorganized belongings, not finding a pee-rolled joint like she hoped, but producing rolling papers and some elfroot. ]
Here, [ She sits by the fire that is blessedly already going strong and pats the floor next to her. ] this'll only take a sec.
Oh, [Colin sighs as he sits, already relaxing because this really is what he needs. He seldom smokes elfroot or drinks more than one glass of wine, preferring to keep his own head, but the last month or so has been a complete nightmare, despite his love for the job. He touches shoulders with Athessa, waiting for the joint to be rolled and lit.]
Haven't really been able to catch a break lately, have we?
[ She lights the joint, carefully and deftly, in the fireplace and takes a slow drag before handing it over. She puffs out the smoke and points to the dark circles under his eyes, and her own. ]
We match.
[ She lights the joint, carefully and deftly, in the fireplace and takes a slow drag before handing it over. She puffs out the smoke and points to the dark circles under his eyes, and her own. ]
We match.
[ She shakes her head, and once she's gotten another lungful she pulls off the boots that she unfortunately has been instructed to wear. Not by Bastien, or for any part of training, but by Sawbones. To ward off the chill. ]
Nah, bard training has been fine. Mostly it's everything leading up to it. The dreams, Devigny, being a disappointment, and... [ She stretches out her legs to warm her toes by the fire. ] ...well. Before Nevarra, there was a mission that kinda went wrong.
Nah, bard training has been fine. Mostly it's everything leading up to it. The dreams, Devigny, being a disappointment, and... [ She stretches out her legs to warm her toes by the fire. ] ...well. Before Nevarra, there was a mission that kinda went wrong.
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