where I save you and you save me
Deimos hadn’t frequented the Kraai in some time; there was always an amount of work, responsibilities, or ventures to address well before spending moments at a bar. But it meant entering the confines was met with greeting mannerisms from others, heads nodding in his direction or polite waves, knowing he was likely there to conduct business, rather than drinking the stresses and strains away.
His eyes pinpointed upon the individual he sought regardless, threading through several other patrons before making his way over to the Dragoon’s booth. “Liam,” he greeted with his residual, deep rumble, sliding into the other side and taking a long breath. The curiosity struck him plainly, always had, coiling and contorting through his mind as to the vagueness of the letter. “Hope your travels were smooth.”
His eyes pinpointed upon the individual he sought regardless, threading through several other patrons before making his way over to the Dragoon’s booth. “Liam,” he greeted with his residual, deep rumble, sliding into the other side and taking a long breath. The curiosity struck him plainly, always had, coiling and contorting through his mind as to the vagueness of the letter. “Hope your travels were smooth.”
Deimos
and we save each other over and over, a hundred times, endlessly
