Neron
i love you as
certain dark things are to be loved
certain dark things are to be loved
He can always count on Loren to bring the mood down, even now, and he reaches out to clap his brother on the shoulder as if to tell him not to think of that right now. Especially not when they were about to be the life and soul of the Kraai, not to mention positioning themselves around a lot of alcohol. "Fine, I'll laugh instead," he tells him, leading him in and behind the bar. It has quietened down a little, allowing a couple of the other workers to go on break, and Neron sets himself to wiping glasses clean.
"The Advocates are pretty wily, but they've got nothing on a Launceleyn or two," he says with a sly grin, not mentioning (of course) that he happens to be part of that illustriously dark organisation. Besides, his attention soon turns back to Loren as he spots the fur rippling up his arms. "Not the time." Smiling more gently, he reaches out to touch a hand to his forearm. "I'll let you know if I run into anyone like that, okay? Now come on - there's work to be done."
"The Advocates are pretty wily, but they've got nothing on a Launceleyn or two," he says with a sly grin, not mentioning (of course) that he happens to be part of that illustriously dark organisation. Besides, his attention soon turns back to Loren as he spots the fur rippling up his arms. "Not the time." Smiling more gently, he reaches out to touch a hand to his forearm. "I'll let you know if I run into anyone like that, okay? Now come on - there's work to be done."
in secret
between the shadow and the soul
between the shadow and the soul
