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Sah

Sah grimaced as he eyed one of the particularly nasty jars. Whatever was in there had certainly expired in the sun. Focusing on the torches and regular clothes as his contribution, Sah began to separate them out and put them into neat piles. As he was moving a pair of boots, he spotted a particularly raunchy item. Ears turning pink, he picked it up with a stick and tossed it Flora's way. "Found one."

The Abandoned wasn't one to get easily flustered about such things, but some of the 'delicates' were honestly disturbing and confusing. Where did that even go??? Needless to say, he was very grateful that Flora had that part of the cleanup covered. Some things just weren't meant for this Outlander's eyes.

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Sah cleans up the torches and regular clothing.

My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare

save your eyes for someone brighter than i will ever be

Perhaps this is what it’s like to be tormented by an adult daughter – because with each and every bout of attention Flora drags from Sunjata as he continues to clean up the burnt ends of torches closest to him and the shards of glass abandoned from broken bottles, he finds himself looking over at her when she points out each and every one of those lost intimates with the question of whether it’s his, and by the end he’s chuckling and rolling his eyes, eventually settling on a multitudes of no, and how that particular shade of green is not his color.

They all work well, though, Sah picks up and cleans his entire section and Flora does too, resulting in the crate of unblemished bottles that he doesn’t even need to be right beside the Doubletake for before he can smell it and his nose wrinkles, shaking his head. “It’s like the old Halovian booze.” He laments, (their liquor before Sunjata had built the Kraai and shown them what true alcohol was like, was absolutely disgusting).

He approaches and starts to place it in the cart for her, before dunking the rest of the broken shards amongst the clothing that Sah and Flora had picked up, before he picks up the rest of the tools and sets them in the back of the cart as well. “That should do it, I’m pretty sure.” He offers, flashing each of them a smile for their trouble. “If you wanna warm up, Sah, you’re welcome to come to the House of Midnight for some drinks as thanks.” He offers, doing his best to be polite, even as he turns to Flora. “I’ve gotta take this around to the back, you can join me if you want?” Regardless of what the Doubletake chooses to do, Sunjata starts to push the cart closer to the House of Midnight to disappear around the back.

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GOOD JOB EVERYONEEEE <3 ty!!

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SUNJATA