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ᴀsɪʟ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏʀ ([personal profile] nosco) wrote in [community profile] loccent 2020-04-24 07:22 am (UTC)

[ He waits until she is settled before he wanders over to Bran and Charles: the first is failing spectacularly at looking smug, the second is dutifully inspecting his drink.

"I told you that the run would do you good." Circumspect, as always, the Marrok.

He huffs and leans sideways against the wooden banister. The Cornick home base was ridiculously large - but he would be hypocritical to remark on it given that his estate in Spain had been even larger. ]


I fear I shall need to make amends for stalking their little troupe. Tag caught on later than Juste that I had settled not thirty feet from them.

[ There's a mild snarl from the berserker across the room, but it prompts laughter from his companions punctuated by a declaration of "Damn sneaky bastard." ]

You are very welcome, mi cielito. I live to keep you children on your toes.

[ He graciously accepts a glass of dry white from Bran and proceeds to listen in on the conversation he'd interrupted about the latest word on their beloved Wellesley.


Across the room, Kara is happily snacking on a plateful of butter cookies even as Anna makes a face at Peggy.

"I don't know how you still smoke those things."

The petite woman laughs, standing close to the screen that wraps around the open-air alcove. "Cloves. Can't feel the nicotine, but I love the taste."

To Eun, Carrie smiles and leans in, voice low: "I hope it wasn't awkward that I left his things by yours. The two of you seemed familiar so I erred on the side of caution." ]

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