[ The joint spindles smoke in Richard’s fingers while he watches her drift over to scratch into Batty Batkin’s fur. Even now, his poker face is pristine -- absolute confusion limited to a non-judgmental slant at his brow. ]
Are they … native to the area?
[ Should he be looking out for these things on the towers after dark?
He takes a drag -- more confident than the first, and held substantially longer before he kicks it out through his sinuses with another cough. ]
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Date: 2020-03-18 08:43 am (UTC)Are they … native to the area?
[ Should he be looking out for these things on the towers after dark?
He takes a drag -- more confident than the first, and held substantially longer before he kicks it out through his sinuses with another cough. ]