don't you know we're outlaws
givin' the finger to death itself
“Frey’s tits!” her own curse quickly follows Maeves as the rock lands on their feet an’ a jolt of pain shoots up through her smallest toes. Raza quickly bends down to roll it off and then gently prods the smushed area to make sure it’s all relatively uncrushed. Bruises she can handle. Broken toes, standing for hours - not so much.
Everything seems to be fine, so she retreats for water again with Maeve, slowly wigglin’ her toes around once she’s seated. “Never asked, but did everyone make it outta the Halenani that night? I was there, took all I had t’get t’safety.” And everyone ain’t as strong as she is, Raza knows, particularly the softer whores.
Waiting to see if she can get any good gossip, the Torcher nods and returns to the rock-moving task, trying to be a little more careful as she attempts to move the rest of the stones to where they need to go.
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Raza asks Maeve a question and then continues to move rocks.
Everything seems to be fine, so she retreats for water again with Maeve, slowly wigglin’ her toes around once she’s seated. “Never asked, but did everyone make it outta the Halenani that night? I was there, took all I had t’get t’safety.” And everyone ain’t as strong as she is, Raza knows, particularly the softer whores.
Waiting to see if she can get any good gossip, the Torcher nods and returns to the rock-moving task, trying to be a little more careful as she attempts to move the rest of the stones to where they need to go.
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Raza asks Maeve a question and then continues to move rocks.
we got no one to hide from
no one to toast our health
RAZA
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