Even in Glacia, it was starting to get on into the autumn. Jono stood in the window for a while, watching as the lights in Sidra were lit, though the streets grew more desolate as darkness fell through the city. It had become his evening routine while he was in Kaeleer, at least on those nights when he was planning on going out with Morton. The
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It was no bloody wonder he'd been having so many nosebleeds lately. Though he was getting better at hiding the bloody handkerchiefs from the hearth witches, as well.
Fortunately.
//He's welcome to come along,// he said easily, giving Karla a pulse of something that could quite easily be interpreted as amusement as he did so. //Maybe after we're done hitting the town, Morton and I will make a pit-stop in the salle. Julian loves the salle, doesn't he?//
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She sighed, giving his shoulder an affectionate squeeze before she dropped her hand to her side.
"If the two of you are going out, Julian'll be sticking by close to me, like a burr on my ass. So I think you'll have to forgo the pleasure of his company. While you two do whatever...what do you two get up to out there?"
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None of these were true things. His light delivery probably made that painfully clear.
//Or one another...//
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