[ Having retreated into thought (or one of a very few feelings), Richard keeps quiet. His breathing slows, and he jolts, starting half-awake, catching a glimpse of Athessa under his elbow, and settling in again. If she waits him out long enough, he’ll drift off and start to snore, right out there on the rampart. ]
[ She zones out long enough for him to fall asleep, and for a few minutes she doesn't make the very obvious connection between him and the sound of his snoring.
Veeeery carefully she slips off the ledge above him, reaching her leg over to step past his form onto the rampart. She'll tip toe for a few steps, then walk normally to the nearest stairwell.
When she returns maybe five minutes later, it's with a blanket to carefully drape over him. ]
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Date: 2020-07-10 06:36 am (UTC)Wish more people saw things that way.
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Date: 2020-07-13 04:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-07-13 04:33 am (UTC)Veeeery carefully she slips off the ledge above him, reaching her leg over to step past his form onto the rampart. She'll tip toe for a few steps, then walk normally to the nearest stairwell.
When she returns maybe five minutes later, it's with a blanket to carefully drape over him. ]