"Wouldn't have told you if I didn't intend to take you with us!" Loren replied bitterly.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
“Then you could have just said so.” Aleth held a blanket out to him.
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
Aleth twisted it up to be more aerodynamic and tossed it to him. He started winding up the other one for Nox.
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
Loren caught the blanket and yanked it in, wrapping it around himself with a shudder of delight. "Oh! Oh, that feels good."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
(Watch Gaius get pissy and take all the blankets away from all of them lol)
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
(One hundred percent, but only Bay and the soldiers are gonna come down here and they will also get pissy)
Nox caught it and wrapped it around his shoulders with a nod to Aleth.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
Aleth inclined his head towards him and then limped back to the corner where he’d left his remaining blanket and food. Hopefully this worked out for him. He’d be colder, no doubt. And possibly worse if anyone noticed and decided he shouldn’t have shared. But. Well. It was an investment he was willing to make, risk and all. It was best to make friends with people who may one day be useful to you. And they seemed to be potentially useful.
Especially if they knew this place as well as they probably did.
All he needed was for them to help him get out, then he could get back to his resources and wage his own war against Ash. Provided Ash wasn’t just bluffing and actually intended to let him back upstairs in a day or two after they sweated him a bit.
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
"So where do you come from?" Loren asked. "I can't place your accent."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
“Totallisa,” Aleth supplied. “…long way from home, that’s for sure.”
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
Loren grinned. "So you're used to this sort of thing, eh?"
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
Aleth cast an irritable glance at him. “No. They took me quite recently. And I’ll be leaving quickly. I’m not made for bars. This is bullshit.”
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
"If you're a slave then you've obviously fucked up somehow," Loren retorted.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
“And how shall I think of you?' He considered a moment and then laughed. 'Think of me with my nose in a book!” — Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
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