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Richard Dickerson ([personal profile] nonvenomous) wrote in [personal profile] heorte 2021-08-12 05:56 am (UTC)

She wants to.

There’s a little arch at her back that coils down into a roll across packed earth and stone. For a beat, she is all snake belly and elbows and webbed claws. He should come to her.

Before he can, she pancake flops to her feet and dashes away for the keep.

It’s not long at all before Tricky Dick emerges onto the scene, distinct in vest and tall boots and a tunic (he might count as casual) rolled at the sleeves -- leagues sharper than when Ellis saw him last. There’s a storm blue on the horizon, not close enough yet for the breeze to beat back the stickiness of the sun’s heat, and he glances to its shadow as he crosses the yard. Curiously, Thot trots at his heels rather than cut ahead to guide the way.

"Alright?" he inquires through his teeth, once he considers himself Arrived. If he spent more time with Tony, air quotes might be involved.

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