Boreal abandoned her peanut butter for cake in a draconic heartbeat and Tal couldn't even pout about it, though he might have winced a little on the inside at seeing his father's knife used for slicing up food instead of carving wood. Instead he cleared his throat again and accepted his slice with a bob of his head and a subdued " 'anks," too tense to really enjoy the flavor of the light and fluffy fresh-baked confection.
And indeed, as he nibbled on a corner of frosting the list was laid out and this time the courier couldn't hide his wince at being tasked with stabbing so many people - himself included. "That's uh... that's a lot o' stabbin'," he managed, voice weak as Boreal happily licked up the last of the crumbs from her own slice. "Least the Daemon hunt sounds... interestin'?" Or, you know, possibly lethal, but potayto, potahto. At least it didn't involve stabbing someone he liked?
Realizing that Boreal was done, Tal hurried to shove his own slice in his mouth. He hadn't been raised to waste food, and that cake had been expensive! But he still gave the raggedy god an awkward little bow as he retreated, dragon and Dagger in tow. "I'd better get t'work, so uh... see y'later, Ludo!"
And then he made his escape to start figuring out which of his close friends was going to get the sharp end of the stick.
~Fin~
And indeed, as he nibbled on a corner of frosting the list was laid out and this time the courier couldn't hide his wince at being tasked with stabbing so many people - himself included. "That's uh... that's a lot o' stabbin'," he managed, voice weak as Boreal happily licked up the last of the crumbs from her own slice. "Least the Daemon hunt sounds... interestin'?" Or, you know, possibly lethal, but potayto, potahto. At least it didn't involve stabbing someone he liked?
Realizing that Boreal was done, Tal hurried to shove his own slice in his mouth. He hadn't been raised to waste food, and that cake had been expensive! But he still gave the raggedy god an awkward little bow as he retreated, dragon and Dagger in tow. "I'd better get t'work, so uh... see y'later, Ludo!"
And then he made his escape to start figuring out which of his close friends was going to get the sharp end of the stick.
~Fin~
