So I pray to hands
And I pray to needs
Oliver was clearly quite surprised to see him arrive and Sam wasn't sure whether he ought to be insulted by that or not: he was quite a helpful person, wasn't he? A part of the council, someone that represented the Naturals and tried to make sure he was seen doing good around town? Maybe that hadn't reached everywhere yet. Regardless he smiled and nodded, waving a hand dismissively at the idea of a reward.
The Fae immediately went outside. Sam wanted to give her a lot of space (she seemed testy and Fae didn't like Ascended at the best of times) and figuring it was likely the job no one else wanted, he decided to go downstairs. Bending down to open up the hatch he would look down into the space, using his Ascended eyes to see clearly in the dark before climbing down, ready to clean whatever he could find.
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Sam goes downstairs!
The Fae immediately went outside. Sam wanted to give her a lot of space (she seemed testy and Fae didn't like Ascended at the best of times) and figuring it was likely the job no one else wanted, he decided to go downstairs. Bending down to open up the hatch he would look down into the space, using his Ascended eyes to see clearly in the dark before climbing down, ready to clean whatever he could find.
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Sam goes downstairs!
And I pray to blades of grass
To find forgiveness in the weeds
SAMUEL
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