zephyr
"Sounds like a fair trade." Cannibals and.... ursurs? Not your cup of tea, but boy of the story she hasn't told you doesn't pique your interest. Probably a lot more entertaining than anything about smuggling, but you don't need to tip your hand quite so soon. Better to let her keep believing your life is more interesting than it is.
It's not bad advice that you absolutely intend to heedthanks for fucking that up, Jack. You nod appreciatively, making a mental note to see if Eloise has healing under her list of interesting skills. For now, though, it's getting late, and you have work to do.
Collecting your things you stand at last, nodding to the stranger. "Well, no rest for the wicked- I oughta get back to it. Next time I'll buy ya a drink, an' y'can tell me 'bout those cannibals." With a wry almost-smile you extend your hand to Ki, letting her clamber onto your arm before turning and making your way down the hill.
As you walk past the Governor's house you pause, looking at the little carving in your hands. Nothing you need, but you hear he has a daughter.
A scribbled note later you're on your way, whistling, hands in your pocket. On the porch of the house is a small carved shark, and underneath a letter which reads For the lady of the house, from a secret admirer.
{fin}
It's not bad advice that you absolutely intend to heed
Collecting your things you stand at last, nodding to the stranger. "Well, no rest for the wicked- I oughta get back to it. Next time I'll buy ya a drink, an' y'can tell me 'bout those cannibals." With a wry almost-smile you extend your hand to Ki, letting her clamber onto your arm before turning and making your way down the hill.
As you walk past the Governor's house you pause, looking at the little carving in your hands. Nothing you need, but you hear he has a daughter.
A scribbled note later you're on your way, whistling, hands in your pocket. On the porch of the house is a small carved shark, and underneath a letter which reads For the lady of the house, from a secret admirer.
{fin}
give your heart to a wanderer
who found your soul and called it home
who found your soul and called it home
