With his local deliveries from King's End to Torchline made, Tal had taken the following morning to restock the Peregrine so she'd be ready to head out whenever he and Alys were ready to move on from Torchline's sunny shores. Even though the tropical paradise was the currently the safest place on Caido - for a certain definition of 'safe' - He felt... twitchy. Like the violet cracks on the horizon and the purple smudge of Starfall were glowering at him.
Or laughing at hands clad in crimson and violet, bearing gloves that only the courier could see.
He grunted as he hauled at a crate full of spare canvas, trying to maneuver it across the skyport dock. He was plenty strong enough to lift the damn thing, but the size made it awkward and he couldn't get a solid grip on it. Tal swore as it dropped for the third time in as many minutes - but this time it landed on his booted foot. "Fuck! Stupid fuckin'--! Fuckfuckfuck," he hissed through gritted teeth as he hopped on one foot and tried not to fall over the edge of the dock. Sure, there was water down below...
But it was a long way down to it, and Tal's wings were currently furled up against the spar of the Peregrine's mainmast.
Everest
Or laughing at hands clad in crimson and violet, bearing gloves that only the courier could see.
He grunted as he hauled at a crate full of spare canvas, trying to maneuver it across the skyport dock. He was plenty strong enough to lift the damn thing, but the size made it awkward and he couldn't get a solid grip on it. Tal swore as it dropped for the third time in as many minutes - but this time it landed on his booted foot. "Fuck! Stupid fuckin'--! Fuckfuckfuck," he hissed through gritted teeth as he hopped on one foot and tried not to fall over the edge of the dock. Sure, there was water down below...
But it was a long way down to it, and Tal's wings were currently furled up against the spar of the Peregrine's mainmast.
Everest
