[ a shit kind of luck, he’d told bastien. meant it. everyone wants to survive, no one wants to be a survivor. ]
It was good of you both t'stay.
[ plenty would've packed up already, run out on the lease; not dug a hand to help. cedric peels away from slate, damp fingers rubbing little white curls from dust. this isn’t really about a second pair of eyes — if he was worried for the letter, he’d ask gela to read it. benedict. even julius, whose tolerance cedric would rather save for the painful day he inevitably needs to impose on a mage.
but if byerly wants to talk, work's the price. ]
No one’s called us on th'fake Rifter yet. Might wanna amend a report somewhere, though. Something harmless. Old room records, maybe.
the notes app corrects these to bastion and biyearly
It was good of you both t'stay.
[ plenty would've packed up already, run out on the lease; not dug a hand to help. cedric peels away from slate, damp fingers rubbing little white curls from dust. this isn’t really about a second pair of eyes — if he was worried for the letter, he’d ask gela to read it. benedict. even julius, whose tolerance cedric would rather save for the painful day he inevitably needs to impose on a mage.
but if byerly wants to talk, work's the price. ]
No one’s called us on th'fake Rifter yet. Might wanna amend a report somewhere, though. Something harmless. Old room records, maybe.