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Date: 2025-04-22 01:36 am (UTC)
reargunner: (104)
From: [personal profile] reargunner
Whatever you say.

[He'll just stay where he is until he's done with his cigarette.]

I'm always around.

Date: 2025-04-23 10:22 pm (UTC)
handleyourshit: (Distress: Whoops)
From: [personal profile] handleyourshit
"Can you control it? How strong it is, I mean, or how long it lasts?"

She picks up a fishing pole of her own and moves over to Jacob's side, but she's watching Astarion.

text;

Date: 2025-04-23 11:09 pm (UTC)
reargunner: (155)
From: [personal profile] reargunner
Think I'm not gonna be around much for a while.

If anyone asks you if you know where to find me, no you don't.

sneaks in out of order

Date: 2025-04-23 11:21 pm (UTC)
sixfeetofdirt: (Default)
From: [personal profile] sixfeetofdirt

He pulls a face, thoughtful.

"Mm, not much? I can control how long I spend grabbing the thing I want to electrocute, but that's about it."

Date: 2025-04-24 12:31 am (UTC)
reargunner: (004)
From: [personal profile] reargunner
Abel will get the same instruction don't take it personally.

And I've had enough. I fucking give up. This place is shit and I'm done trying to pretend it's anything other than another prison.

Date: 2025-04-24 12:40 am (UTC)
reargunner: (105)
From: [personal profile] reargunner
Blitz is gone.

And that isn't everything but it's more than enough. I'm done. If I stay on the fucking ground long enough maybe kicking me while I'm down there will stop being fun.

Date: 2025-04-24 06:57 am (UTC)
reargunner: (115)
From: [personal profile] reargunner
Best friend I've had in a really long time.
sixfeetofdirt: (Default)
From: [personal profile] sixfeetofdirt

Astarion considers this.

"Then I'll usually retire to a safe distance and use a bow instead."

Date: 2025-04-24 11:44 am (UTC)
handleyourshit: (Sass: Lip Press)
From: [personal profile] handleyourshit
She just smiles, thoughtful - maybe a little mischievous, but she doesn't say anything besides a small hum of approval.

"Now we're talking - when do we get to spears? Harpoons?" Even reeling is still too passive for her.

Date: 2025-04-24 05:56 pm (UTC)
sixfeetofdirt: (Default)
From: [personal profile] sixfeetofdirt

Astarion always has something sharp on his person - it's a wonder neither of his lovers have lost a finger while undressing him - so he simply nods and heads over to what passes for the steering of this very simple vessel.

It takes a little bit of brute force - not something he's accustomed to - before the boat starts to do as Jacob asks.

Date: 2025-04-27 09:48 pm (UTC)
reargunner: (062)
From: [personal profile] reargunner
Yeah, sure does.

So what's the point.

How about I just sit here and do fuck all until he gets bored of me.

Date: 2025-04-28 10:45 pm (UTC)
reargunner: (155)
From: [personal profile] reargunner
[There's a long wait for a reply. Jacob could be forgiven for thinking that's the end of the conversation.]

I'm tired.

Date: 2025-04-29 01:35 am (UTC)
reargunner: (130)
From: [personal profile] reargunner
If you start telling dad jokes I'm blocking you.

Date: 2025-04-29 02:03 am (UTC)
reargunner: (063)
From: [personal profile] reargunner
My cabin

Why?
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