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[borjafamily]

WHO: Borjas
WHERE: A canal near the high temple
OPEN/CLOSED: Closed
WHEN: Night of Day 4

[Astra has a cleaned-out planter as a bucket and is using it to wash herself in the canal. No soap or anything, just rinsing herself. Very thoroughly. ]

Comments

[withswagger]

Set.

Let us be off then, in search of some crime.

[bad_in_latin]

Right. Reckon the docks are off this way.

[ headnig out ]

[withswagger]

[...following along.]

Why a boat, Prime?

[bad_in_latin]

Hell if I know. Just seems right, don't it?

[withswagger]

...I admit I like the sound of it.

[bad_in_latin]

Right. An' I dunno about you, but them walls get mighty close after so long.

[withswagger]

[walking alongside him]

... I had wondered how to put it into words.

[bad_in_latin]

Y'feel it too?

[withswagger]

Yes, but it serves us no purpose for me to complain.

[bad_in_latin]

[ snorts ]

Well I feel a powerful need for complainin'. So t'only thing you're gonna do by complainin' with me is make me feel better.

[withswagger]

Do you. Here I thought I was already being quite loud with my feelings!

[looking around the tall spires as they go through their territory, but mostly his attention is on Bergen...]

[bad_in_latin]

[ he is... tense. tense as he has been since he woke up with the rest of them. though the further he gets from that church, the more he begins to relax. ]

What, y'mean that discussion from earlier?

[withswagger]

[hmm...]

Or every discussion we've had. Though it is my role to be open with you.

[bad_in_latin]

You're damn right. I want things honest as possible. Hard t'get in a place like this.

[withswagger]

Indeed. Which must be why you're given a Courtesan, and here you would rather use him for heists.

[bad_in_latin]

Some people juggle geese.

[ oh look, here's a lil boat by its lonesome. kind of leaky. probably won't be noticed. ]

[withswagger]

[looooks at it...]

A bit... inglorious, isn't it?

[bad_in_latin]

Well, we don't 'specially wanna start a war this mornin'. Best we slip off in somethin' small.

[withswagger]

Point taken. Let's tread lightly.

[bad_in_latin]

Shiny. Try not t'rock too much.

[ getting in this sad little boat ]

[withswagger]

[climbs in after him! when it rocks a bit his legs wobble and then steady naturally...]

Huh.

[bad_in_latin]

[ Mal's having a bit more trouble himself ]

You got the hang of this.

[withswagger]

[wwwalk! carefully...]

I suppose you must... let's learn on our feet.

[bad_in_latin]

'bout the only way we can, huh?

[ finding some oars ]

[withswagger]

A sad side effect of amnesia...

[huuh. leans over the edge... wobbling it a bit. He looks out to make sure they aren't being spotted...]