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[offortune]

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aktchion

[bunko]

[The evening of the day that the rifters arrive....

Scipio, in the tavern, puts his face into Rafael's upper arm. He is clinging to the bar like a man clinging to the last scrap of decking after a shipwreck, one arm looped around his mug of wine.]

Terrible. [A muffled moan, but Rafa will be able to decipher it. Twerwarbwr.] Terrible, terrible, terrible...

hi this is dated vaguely sometime @ the end of Guardian

[bunko]

Rafa....

[this is the kind of slinking guiltily around tone that a guilty dog would use, if guilty dogs could talk.]

hi.

[byblow]

Scipio listens to you, right?