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ᴍᴀʀᴄᴜs ʀᴏᴡɴᴛʀᴇᴇ. ([personal profile] luaithre) wrote2020-02-08 11:14 pm

fade rift. inbox.

crystal / correspondence / action
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[personal profile] wythersake 2020-08-02 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
The spymaster, [ probably ] And the Ambassador.

[ if the constant, tiresome little pissing matches with leander are any indication — well. it isn't so hard to guess where that knife went.

he's no closer to drinking.
]
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[personal profile] wythersake 2020-08-09 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, no. Their motives were rather good this time about — but they're no friend to you or I,

[ not that flint can have helped from the goodness of his heart ]

And the Provost will prioritize holding his position. At the Grand Cathedral he asked me how best to placate our people.

[ more or less. ]
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to age like fine wine (the kind u buy in a box)

[personal profile] wythersake 2020-08-24 09:50 am (UTC)(link)
I don't believe those are hairs we may split.

[ fingers splay about the mug, ]

He's done more than humour us, but I've little notion of his end goals,

[ — save that they aren't fueled by the fate of southern circles. if flint's ideals are some piece of this, they will be a piece alone. john silver is chronically wary, terminally oblique; but something in nevarra had touched a true nerve.

flint can't have known.
]

Someone ought to find out.

[ he finally gives the mug an exaggerated sniff... and wrinkles his nose. hm, gross. ]