full moon rising on the waters of my soul
When Nate showed up, Amun grinned at the doctor. The potter unabashedly let his eyes roam over the other man's frame, letting out an appreciative whistle as he did. "If you want a ride from me, you know all you need to do is ask." Amun winked, his voice almost outrageously suggestive.
ThenWessex arrived and he eased up on the flirtation. Besides, it was harder to maintain his good humor these days given Maea's death. "Technically, you are both doing a favor for the Voice. But fine, do with me as you will." Shrugging at her question, he put his hand on his cutlass. "Depends. What the fuck are encantados? All I know is that they're pink ocean dwellers and they frequent the Ahi Coast." He glanced between his two companions, hoping one of them might have more information.
Regardless of what they told him, he'd turn to face the water. "I figured we'd swim out a ways and see if we could attract their attention. Sound good?" Assuming they agreed to his plan, he'd wade into the water, then begin swimming with practiced strokes. The pack made it a bit awkward, but he would manage.
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Regardless of what they told him, he'd turn to face the water. "I figured we'd swim out a ways and see if we could attract their attention. Sound good?" Assuming they agreed to his plan, he'd wade into the water, then begin swimming with practiced strokes. The pack made it a bit awkward, but he would manage.
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