[ This little tussle — training, their bosses called it, some mid-shit mission whatever,
(A farmer, markers in a field. Some favour owed, and could Riftwatch mediate?)
It's been going on long enough that they ought to be friends. It's fucking hot out, and they've just listened to two hours of rural neighbourly piss-and-moans, and so they're friends.
Friends wrap an arm around their friend's windpipe, right? She grapples on, and leaps backward for the mill pond. ]
Valerius rolls like an alligator, which would put him facedown in the water if not for the fact his hands reach back, grab on, and flip his friend into the water instead with a damp rrghh sound.
(The water is cold, which is nice, when the sun has gotten so hot in the past hour, even by desert-upbringing standards.) ]
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(A farmer, markers in a field. Some favour owed, and could Riftwatch mediate?)
It's been going on long enough that they ought to be friends. It's fucking hot out, and they've just listened to two hours of rural neighbourly piss-and-moans, and so they're friends.
Friends wrap an arm around their friend's windpipe, right? She grapples on, and leaps backward for the mill pond. ]
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Or rather—big splash, and splashing continued.
Valerius rolls like an alligator, which would put him facedown in the water if not for the fact his hands reach back, grab on, and flip his friend into the water instead with a damp rrghh sound.
(The water is cold, which is nice, when the sun has gotten so hot in the past hour, even by desert-upbringing standards.) ]