Character(s): Simera, Rory, Micas, Ana, Hex, Penny
Content: The greeting party returns from the dark abyss and there is work to be done.
Setting: Library: first floor
Warnings: Well, Rory is there...
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'Rory, there's a dead monster outside! It's head is all broken and it smells a lot!' )
"I certainly hope you didn't find this out by leaving the building," he said firmly, though with a certain lilt to his voice that occurred of its own accord lately when speaking to the girl. "Because you know you weren't supposed to."
Turning to Micas, Rory kept his line of sight direct and focused on her, heedless of the legion of retorts that wanted to leap from his mouth and tear Ana's insolence to pieces. "I assume that's what you were wanting to get back to. I understand it needs to be moved, since we have predators in the area, and I trust you to take care of yourself. Thank you for your hard work as always, Micas. You should continue as you see fit." A wry grin was allowed purchase on his face, another small bit of gratitude for this amazing woman. Now if only I cared enough to have a personal life... he thought bitterly before facing Hex once again, Simera's presence at his side keeping him ever wary of the child's movements.
"So," he sighed, exasperation threading his tone. "We have a newcomer to enlighten and a crisis on our hands with no healer. Tyr is still out and... and really, Hex, I don't feel at all comfortable with Nei'ess being away from here without one of us with him. I don't like to coddle, but there's no overlooking how... out of his element Nei'ess is here."
The look Rory offered Hex was one that could almost be called imploring. Almost.
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